Well, It's cold in Alaska.
I'm on a billion dollar boat with a dial up internet connection, and a, well, boat load of asians.
God, those people photograph EVERYTHING. I took my shoes off in the gym, and I had like sixteen little asian girls looking at them. Oh, the stories I could tell....
The funniest thing is watching my grandfather communicate with the foreign staff. He has a deep, southern drawwwl. Those little norwegian girls haven't the slightest clue what he's saying. Its alrigh though.
We went into Skagway today, and rode into the White Pass, and the Yukon territory. Yeah, it was pretty much cooler than anything you've ever done.
And then!!! when we were on this bus on the way back, we drove by a Kingdom Hall. The six rows in front of me jumped with joy, and Started chatting amongst themselves. I leaned forward and asked the woman in front of me how many of them were witnesses. She responded that there was a group of about 46 on the boat. Then she asked how I knew??? So I just told her I was raised a witness and that my mom was still a witness... (not mentioning that I'm a fire breathing, baby eating, cycloptic mongloid apostate). So she asked if I noticed a difference being out (expecting me to respond with rheotoric about never should've left, etc.) but I responded, yeah- there's some big differences, I like it so much better being out. I just wish that my mom still spoke to me. Then rolled her eyes, and told her husband to offer me a bible study. I told him no, and asked how he was making his meetings and field service time on a cruise, especially in the times of the last days! He said it was ok, that the group was going over the text in the mornings, blah blah blah, and I just shrugged and said, well everybody's accountable for themselves. That ended that conversation.
So imagine my suprise when the elevator stopped at my floor, and there's a whole damn elevator full of DUBS!!! I just took the stairs.
Richie out