Title: What it is like on a DCL (Disney Cruise Line
Chapter One: Arrival
Rating: G for now Summary: Just a story based on my trip to the Caribbean, Bahamas, and on
the Disney Cruise Line to the Western Caribbean.
I went on the Disney Cruise Line for New Years. Actually, it was the fourth or fifth of January. It lasted until the tenth. My parents uncle aunt, my two younger cousins, and I had decided to go together.
My uncle and his family were to have arrived at one o'clock in the afternoon (Eastern Time). The truth is that they got there earlier by one hour because we were supposed to get there at two. When we arrived, my cousins had all ready eaten lunch and I was starving. In the entrance of Port Canaveral, they had a model of the Magic in a glass case.
"You guys," I began, "I am really hungry. Can we go onboard now, onegai?" Of course the obvious answer was "I want more pictures!" coming from my mom. "Bloody pirates." I muttered under my breath. "What did you say something?" was my dad. "No. I didn't say anything," I said icily. My eyes glimmered when I said that, and I instantly knew that he had guessed. "I'm going aboard the bloody ship now matey. You can stay here and take pictures of the model if you want." I said with a hint of disobedience in my voice. "No. You are not going aboard the ship without supervision. And that means with one of us." 'Darn it' I thought to myself.
Chapter One: Arrival
Rating: G for now Summary: Just a story based on my trip to the Caribbean, Bahamas, and on
the Disney Cruise Line to the Western Caribbean.
I went on the Disney Cruise Line for New Years. Actually, it was the fourth or fifth of January. It lasted until the tenth. My parents uncle aunt, my two younger cousins, and I had decided to go together.
My uncle and his family were to have arrived at one o'clock in the afternoon (Eastern Time). The truth is that they got there earlier by one hour because we were supposed to get there at two. When we arrived, my cousins had all ready eaten lunch and I was starving. In the entrance of Port Canaveral, they had a model of the Magic in a glass case.
"You guys," I began, "I am really hungry. Can we go onboard now, onegai?" Of course the obvious answer was "I want more pictures!" coming from my mom. "Bloody pirates." I muttered under my breath. "What did you say something?" was my dad. "No. I didn't say anything," I said icily. My eyes glimmered when I said that, and I instantly knew that he had guessed. "I'm going aboard the bloody ship now matey. You can stay here and take pictures of the model if you want." I said with a hint of disobedience in my voice. "No. You are not going aboard the ship without supervision. And that means with one of us." 'Darn it' I thought to myself.
