Eventually an officer from the ship noticed and decided to take me back aboard. I won’t admit it, but I was drunk as a skunk by then…and as I was being led off my new friends pressed gifts on me. I considered them wedding shower gifts and had someone not given me a bag to put them in, I would have dropped some. I remember singing as the tender took me back to the ship, along with boxes of electrical equipment and plumbing supplies and Army MREs; ah good, meals ready to eat, and, boy, was I hungry.
I ended up in my cabin, singing and eating, with a couple of stewards and a medical officer to look after my needs. A woman from the spa came and gave me a pedicure and manicure. I piled all my gifts on the bed, and dozed off, falling on my face on the floor, where I lay laughing so hard my stom
