Monday, September 15, 2008
Galveston, Carnival Ecstasy's home port, was hit pretty bad. Talk about chest-deep water, no electricity, bad communications. I've never been to Galveston but I read up on it a bit since that is R's home away from sea. Let's pray for Hurricane Ike's victims and may they find their way home someday...
Speaking of R, I haven't heard from him for two days now, and if not for the
internet, I would have gone nuts. Apparently, they are in better condition than those left at land, but they will instead
dock in New Orleans since Galveston's port is closed indefinitely. I am still worried and it seems that worry will always be part of my life unless he chases another dream. Sigh. I wish there were easy answers. I wish life is a John Lloyd/Bea movie where in spite of real issues they still somehow get a happy ending, without resolving any of those issues to begin with. I somehow find it hard to believe someone who doesn't eat chicken skin (literally and metaphorically) can just change overnight just because he was heartbroken. A leopard can't change his spots after all, right?
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Hurricane Ike hit Galveston earlier today and it got me worried sick. R's cruise just left the port and I was wondering if they were able to veer away from the eye of the storm. Just got word that they indeed have but the waves are so huge and it's still a rocky ride. Needless to say, I'm still worried. I hope that R decides to stay here. We've talked about it some. I don't want to stay in the way of his dreams and his ambition but I don't think I'll ever get used to him being away at sea all the time. I die a little each time I hear news like this and specially if I don't hear from him right away.
In other news, I think I'm the only one left behind by the Twilight bandwagon. I'm thinking of getting on it but right now I don't have enough time to stay put reading.
Still on to super unrelated stuff, watched West Side Story the other weekend and it was a huge disappointment for me cause I had really wanted to see Joanna Ampil. She would have brought down the house. Howell. The show must go on.
Labels: hurricane, R