Woke up slowly and headed to the boat around 11am.
Miami view from the cabbie on the way to the port.
After long lines and confusion....
WE ARE ON THE MOTHER FUCKING BOAT
(sorry if your reading this Mom, it's a SNL skit and our motto for the first few days until it got old.)
After boarding we had our first and far from last buffet lunch in Rosita's and oriented ourselves with the boat.
Then we made our way to check out the rooms (we booked them right next to each other) and unpacked. We decided the end boat rooms are the way to go. The cabin doors have vents in the doors so voices in the hallway come booming into your room but, at the end it was peaceful and quiet.
Right about the time a little nap was in order...
Mandatory safety drills... and they mean mandatory.
The boat name was Valor so it was decorated with heroes ala Caesar in Caesar Palace in Vegas. Most was a little too gaudy for my taste but this was my favorite...
Views from the back of the boat
One thing Princess didn't have... a water slide.
