The Oasis

1/7/2013

I still feel full. Three weeks after stepping foot off “The Oasis of The Seas”, I don’t find myself hungry. We ate like royalty for seven days. Cruising on the world’s largest cruise ship contradicts the very essence of the way we normally live. Usually, we line dry our laundry and live rustically in a 300 year old house. My husband bike commutes to work. We eat simply and we do our best not to live beyond our means. So how did we end up on this mammoth vessel? Truth be told, a vacation away from our everyday normal felt strangely liberating. I’ll admit, I did feel some guilt while eating my second dessert of the evening minutes before getting into a turned down bed with chocolates on the pillow. But for seven luxurious days, I never had to worry about what to cook for my kids. Nothing needed to be hung dry but my bathing suit. I could relax knowing my deadlines had been met, and there would be no work to do. Just day’s before the holiday, the stockings were hung with assurance that Christmas would be “A Go” upon our return home. For seven days, there would be no phone calls, no internet, no news and the world would feel like a simplified fraction of what our life is like normally. Stow away with me for a minute and have a glimpse of this floating world.