Spring Break 2005: Will Newman calls me up. “Hey, Mike. How’s it going? How would you like to go on a Caribbean cruise over Spring Break?” Spring Break had always been a foreign concept to me, as it likely is to all of us in college who had no money for anything but tuition and food. Now in graduate school, cost was still a concern. “No problem,” Will offered. “My mom thinks I have no friends, so she’ll pay to fly you to Miami and back.” Really? For free? Yachtzee!
The cruise departed from Miami, where Will informed me, “Mike, karaoke is the key to the heart of the ship. It creates instant recognition, popularity, and will inevitably bring girls to us.” Will shared his plans for conquest with Tennessee vacationers (and our dinner companions) Jackie, Bill, and Sherri. When karaoke master Jacques established the very reasonable policy of allowing repeat singers only once everyone else had gone, Will responded to the question ‘How’s your trip going?’ with “Everything’s going great, save one thing: It starts with a ‘J’ and ends with an ‘acques’.” Sherri, always on her game replied, “I thought it ended with a ‘K’”. Welcome to the high seas.
Pictures from this gallery include shots of two guys with historically bad haircuts on a cruise ship and our stops in Grand Cayman, where we attempted to open a bank account, visited the Parliament, and literally biked to Hell and back to observe its fossilized coral fields and Jamaica where we rented a car and were accosted by a man on stilts who sold us the secret to Lemon Pledge.