Cruise

It was 6 a.m. We were sailing though Glacier Bay. Breakfast was delivered to my parent’s stateroom and revealed to us from under a silver platter cover. Given that I didn’t need to pay for a damn thing on this trip, I’d say I was pretty comfortable.


Asia

This was us spoiling ourselves. This was what I had been looking forward to for a week. A real bed where I didn't have to search the sheets for rat shit. We spent $7 to get a room with a private bath. In this private bath, it would be nice to not tip toe over cesspools with the fear of getting planter's warts. This hotel room didn't have an A/C but we cranked the fan on full blast. If it weren't for the high class $5 hookers whistling all night, I would have slept rather well. Hot water and soap—it was a dream!