Margaritaville at Sea Paradise

We recently flew to Florida for a short vacation, spending a couple nights in Palm Beach and a couple more on a cruise ship, Margaritaville at Sea’s Paradise. It was refreshing to step away from the early spring weather in Illinois weather for a few days, digging out shorts and sandals that sit unused for half the year in our climate.

Part of the Margaritaville at Sea Paradise cruise ship docked in Palm Beach, Florida, with the edge of a building similarly branded. On the side of the ship, in addition to the name, is the text "Where it's always 5 o'clock".

The layout and size of the Paradise was similar to the Alaska cruise from last summer, which made orienting ourselves on the ship fairly simple. We had an inside cabin again, and as luck would have it, it was at the end of a hall and the three cabins around it were being renovated… no neighbors!

A photo of me, still carrying my purse and backpack shortly after boarding the ship, in front of a trio of palm tree and sky photos with these lyrics split across the three: "Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake, wasted away again in Margaritaville."

Given the name of the cruise line, there was no real surprise at the extensive Jimmy Buffett music, vibe, and decorations to the ship and its events. One of the drink packages (not sure which one, as I didn’t buy into it) had blender-shaped cups! There were parrots outlined on our sheets, painted on some of the ship’s walls, and a parrot on a directional sign near one of the pools, among many others.

The theme just about made up for the terrible website interface, lack of an app, and what felt like imperfect communication efforts – largely due to the poor website and no app. (The contrast was stark given last summer’s Alaska cruise.) The shore excursion information in particular was barren, including enough information to entice a purchase (with a 10% discount for booking ahead), but missing key details such as the departure time – we had to stop at the Shore Excursions desk after boarding to get that. Alternately, it would presumably have been on the tickets delivered to our room’s mailbox with the daily newsletter around bedtime… except our guided sea kayaking excursion (and a couple other options) were cancelled due to high winds. More annoying, from my perspective, was the lack of disembarkation information on the website; it made selecting our return flight difficult since we didn’t know what time we’d be getting off the ship. In fact, we didn’t receive that information until around bedtime on the second night. (Yes, we probably could have asked at the Information Desk. But we shouldn’t have to, it’s as important as the embarkation details.)

A sunrise photo on the Margaritaville at Sea Paradise, displaying the stylized name with parrots and palm trees near the top of the ship. A railing is visible with a glimpse of the stairs down to the next level.

That said, the overall experience was good. The food and entertainment were top notch, particularly the live show we attended on the second night, which was a non-stop 45-minute musical tour of the Carribean. While my nighttime photos weren’t great, the clear sky and visible constellations were a lovely experience. And our alternate to the cancelled kayaking turned out to be a relaxing day at a delightful location. If we land on another Margaritaville cruise in the future, I would lean towards their longer cruises (4 or 10 nights) instead of hopping down to Florida for the two-night cruise.

Frankenstuffies!

A white teddy bear with red Xs and pink Os wearing a read bow with pink hearts. In place of one arm, there is a multi-colored wing.

This is Calvin. Calvin’s transmogrifier experience did not go quite the way he expected, resulting in his current bear shape with one dragon(?) wing.

Calvin is a “Frankenstuffie,” a result of a recurring event in Capricon’s makerspace using donations of damaged stuffed animals. By the time I arrived midway through the event, the rest of the winged creature was divided between two other Frankenstuffies. Coincidentally, the only damage to this bear was one missing arm – which was actually in the tub next to him – so replacing it with the (conveniently correct side) wing seemed both logical and absurd.

The naming of plush – like cats – is usually a difficult matter, but I happened to attend a Cheshire Moon concert that evening, which included a performance of Calvin’s Girl, inspiring an easy and obvious choice for the name.

Have you ever made a Frankenstuffie?

Celebrating Paczki Day

While some of my colleagues in Brazil are celebrating Fat Tuesday as Carnaval, and people in New Orleans throw a Mardi Gras festival, in Chicagoland we celebrate Paczki Day. According to Google Translate, “paczki” is Polish for donut, though it does specifically seem to refer to filled donuts, as that’s what was available the evening before at our local grocery store, with a plethora of filling choices. A quick Google search shows that the ingredients are a little different from a basic donut recipe – these are perhaps a bit denser and maybe should be sold in smaller containers, but all I saw were 4-packs.

A four-pack of filled donuts from a local bakery titled "Bavarian Cream Paczki" - the title does not include the chocolate frosting, which seems important since there were Bavarian Cream Paczki *without* chocolate frosting.

Realistically, I know I could pick up a single paczki from a local bakery… if I wanted to pre-order or wait in a long line. These things are popular!

Oddly, I had lived in the Chicagoland area for most of a decade before I learned about paczkis. I was working at a bank – in IT, of course – and as part of a project to computerize some of the paper process, happened to be assigned a branch visit in a heavily Polish-populated area on Paczki Day. It’s not a holiday I remember to celebrate every year, but I noticed this year that the marketing was in full force at the grocery store a couple weeks early. In fact, it was early enough that I doublechecked the calendar to make sure I hadn’t misremembered the date!

What other types of celebrations have you seen for Fat Tuesday?