Not actually on my cruise, but at our first port stop. It's kind of a strange story. I work for a municipal government in a town near where I live. On my very first day on the job in 1993 one of our city council members came in to introduce himself. He looked at me and said "Aren't you Bill D***'s niece and Hank K****'s daughter?" I am, but had no idea who this man was until he told me. He had been one of my uncle's best friends, and a good friend of my father's. I hadn't seen him since I graduated from 8th grade in June of 1965! The man was voted off the council that spring, but remained active, and was one of those people who sometimes make you cringe when they come into your office--you know, always asking too many questions and never actually listening to your answers. In May of 2002 DH and I took our first cruise, a 4-night on Wonder to the Bahamas. We were so excited--it was our first time out of the country, and we had been through a few tough years. As we stepped off the ship and started heading along the long walkway into Nassau, who do you think stepped off the Carnival ship next to us at exactly the same time? Fortunately, he was rushing to make it to his tour on time, so only had time to say hello. We made sure to look around carefully on the way back to the ship to make sure he wasn't lurking somewhere waiting to ask me some questions!
Beth