My mother and I were on a plane in July 1969 flying to Morocco from Madrid. And everything was going along fine, ride was smooth. All of a sudden the pilot comes on the intercom, and starts counting down. 10…..9…….8….. (you have no idea how time slows down when you think your life is about …
Author: vickieb324
Parasailing Folly – Bahamas
So I took my teenage (13 or so) son and his friend on a Carnival cruise to the Bahamas. Figured it was a great way for me to relax and not have to worry what they were up to. How much trouble could they get into on a boat? OK, dumb question. But they had …
the (mis)adventures of a traveling life 