I miss Ely, my most wonderful waiter for seven days. He made eating a five-course meal at 8:30pm every night a pleasant experience... I miss his accent and his goofy jokes.

I miss my boat so much that I spend at least 30 minutes googling of other cruises I could go on. I'm back on land, and experienced land-sickness for the first time. Seriously, I was dizzy for half a day.

I miss napping on the deck, "mummified" under beach towels, while Linda N. toasts under the sun. I miss wearing sundresses that bellows in the wind, and wrapping myself around in my pseudo-pashmina.

I miss practicing the Austin Powers dance at every semi-empty open space and saying yee-haw sporadically throughout the day after learning the country line dance.

I miss seeing my friends first thing in the morning and last thing at night.

NOTICE how this entry contains nothing about grapes or the Czech Republic! :)