(There is actually one more quirky string of events involving Eric's suitcase, but it deserves its own post, so you'll have to wait for that one.)
(Fair warning--some of these are probably of the "you had to be there" variety.)
#6--Becca & the Rubik's Cube: So, at some point, it was mentioned that Becca had brought along a Rubik's Cube on the trip, presumably so she could figure it out in her off moments while cruising along the Pacific Ocean (I find this quirky in and of itself, but there's even more to the story). Anyway, a few days in, she had gotten the cube arranged so that all the oranges were together on one side. All the other sides were skiwampus of course, but the orange side was pretty much pristine, which was a nice little development for her. So you can imagine her disappointment when, later on in the day she looked at the cube, and noticed that what had previously been the orange side was no longer the orange side, but instead the mulit-colored side. Horrors! She accused her husband, asking him what had happened, and he denied ever touching the cube. She accused him again with the same result. She might have even done so again, but eventually Ryan's earnestness convinced her of his innocence. This left her only one other option, and she raised the cube in her hand, and in a gritty, "I'll get you for this" voice, she named the name of our (beloved, respected, much appreciated) cabin steward,
(Note--I didn't actually see all of this happen, as Ryan was the only witness. However, he told us all the story later on, and we all nearly died with laughter. Literally. Okay, not literally, we were all very much alive once we were finished laughing. No one really nearly died.)
#5--Six a.m. plumbing: One morning, around 5:30, our toilet started spurting (clear, presumably clean) water out of this little hole on the side of the wall. So, we had about 4 different maintenance man working to fix it all up (which they did) while we were hanging out in our pjs. That was exciting. (Ship personnel called us four different times over the next two days to make sure that everything was (pardon me, I just can't resist) "ship-shape". It was.)
#4--Smuggling Food: I shouldn't admit this story, but oh well. When we were in Skagway all the other siblings went back to the ship for lunch before boarding a tour that we had scheduled (see below), while Eric and I and my parents spent more time exploring the city, and thus, skipping lunch. Turned out, we got hungry. So, using our handy dandy walkie talkies, and not realizing that taking food off the ship and into Alaska was against state law, we made an order for a bit of fruit and whatnot from the family members who were living it up at the buffet.
As it turned out, as they were all leaving the ship, smuggled bag of food in hand, two of them were eating ice cream cones. Ship security pulled those two aside, insisting that they finish their ice cream before stepping on land. Meanwhile, the others marched right by with a bag full fried chicken, sandwiches, cookies, and fruit for our dining pleasure. Covert Corrys, that's us.
#3 --Dawson Dolly: While we were in Skagway, we took a ride on Dolly's Wild Life Adventures. We were hoping to see some wildlife on our adventure, but all the animals were hiding on that particular day, and we didn't see any that I remember.
However, Dolly herself? Definitely wild, and a total crack-up. She had all our names memorized within 5 minutes of meeting us (as in, the fourteen members of our family and the four other people that were in our group). She had a real gold nugget that she let us all heft (gold is heavy!), after which she tucked it away in her bosom. She recited poetry to us, sang songs to us, told us riveting stories (that may or may not have been true) about close calls that she had had with bears and other wild animals on the trail, the ins and outs of gold mining (she's a gold miner when she's not entertaining cruise ship tourists) and how she has found God and love (like, romantic love) all within the last few years. She told us interesting anecdotes about Skagway (they have a population of around 750 people, 4 churches, no doctors, and one nurse).
She told us a joke about two guys on a cruise ship who had misplaced their wives. Guy #1 was describing his wife to the other, tall, blonde, thin, etc., etc. Then Guy #1 asked Guy #2 what his wife looked like, and Guy #2 said, "Who cares?! Let's go find your wife!" After she got a smattering of courtesy laughter from all of us, she said piously, "I know that's not a very nice joke for me to tell . . .(and then with a not so pious as much as mischevious grin,) but I think it's kind of funny." That statement got a more sincere laugh out of all of us.
Oh-and she had us all put on wacky animal hats and boas and stuff and then we got to get our picture taken with her. Quirky to be sure.
#2--Alaska Robotics-In Juneau, after we had seen the Mendenhall Glacier we all took some time to explore the city. Wandering around in and out of shops with 14 people can get pretty unwieldy, so we eventually split up. Turns out, there was a shop in Juneau called Alaska Robotics, and Eric and I were literally the last people in the family to find it, despite being told about it by every family member (they've all got Eric's back, no doubt about it), getting directions from most family members, and eventually walking right by it without even seeing it, then radio-ing for help and getting step by step instructions, i.e.--walk ten feet, look up, you are now under the sign. I wish I was kidding. Navigation is obviously not an area where Eric and I excel.
Funny thing--Alaska Robotics is not a robot shop, but rather, a comic book store. Which really--if you're Eric is just as good, if not better.
And finally, the quirky-est, funniest, most random thing that happened all week, I give you:
#1--Mark and the Elevator:
|Not a picture of Mark and the elevator, but I love this picture of Mark, and it seems appropriate.|
What happened next was a sight to behold. As the doors opened, Mark gasped, and then unexplainedly and suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter. I was further up the stairs than most of the others, and what I saw next was absolutely baffling to me. One my one, the rest of the family made their way into the elevator, and as soon as they got in, they all without exception immediately doubled over in uncontrollable laughter as well. I was completely perplexed.
Fortunately, when I finally made my way down the stairs and to the elevator, all was immediately made crystal clear. In the back corner, surrounded by (obnoxious?) Corrys, there was a saint of a woman, crying with (again uncontrollable) laughter. Turns out, the elevator hadn't been empty after all. Turns out, Gentle Teddy-Bear Mark's spear-of-a-hand had nearly given this woman a heart attack, and as soon as he made his way in the car, she crouched/crumpled down in fear, crying, "Please don't hurt me!", at which point Mark immediately felt horrible, apologized, and tried to explain himself, but they both started laughing so hard that he couldn't get anything of significance out. Then, one by one we all joined Mark in the elevator, which only added to the confusion and wacky-ness of the situation, and made all of us (especially Mark's poor victim) laugh all the harder.
Honestly, I'm dying here, just re-writing it all. Classic Mark right there.
Oh, who am I kidding? Classic Corry.