Day 8: A day to remember
Today is my birthday, and I am off, celebrating in real life! But as I considered how to celebrate here, I decided to flash back to a day that I really, really liked. Without realizing it, we'd been waiting fourteen years for this near perfect day. The year we got married, a band that was special to us began a tradition that would intrigue us for more than a decade. A music festival at sea, with some of our favorite performers, sailing annually. The Rock Boat. Isn't this a lovely spot for a little show? For thirteen years of powerful lineups we would consider joining them, and each year we would decide against it and say bon voyage as the ship set sail. We were too practical for something so whimsical; we almost always had no money, or a newborn, or a nursing infant, or a house closing or a trip planned with friends before the new dates were released. But one night last year, we pulled up the website and without too much discussion or debate, booked a non-refundable...