Oh boy -- here's the latest in my saga...
Last nite was so punctuated with different cruise images that I'm not sure I remembered the dream in sequence, but here it goes:
for some reason (assuming it's because I've been reading posts!), I was wearing my Tweetys (Tweety Bird slippers) from the airport in Vancouver to some big building by a BIG ship. There were tons of people there, but all of a sudden, photo flashes started going off with cries of "there she is!" permeating the air. Four women came running toward me claiming Lori sent them to borrow Tweety, who did not want to go; then 3 women started a no-I-did and no-you-did routine (over what I have no clue), something like what you would see in a Three Stooges movie. Then Tweety got into the act, yelling at me for not moving faster, when suddenly I'm confronted by the Fashion Director. Apparently she's almost like a customs agent -- her job was to make sure that I (and I emphasize the "I") had something that would match the lifejacket; apparently, Tweety would do.
Suddenly, Debbie (my cabinmate) and I are walking along Creek Street in Ketchikan, and a salmon starts talking to Tweety (i honestly don't plan on wearing them on excursions!) about going upstream. I try to get Debbie's attention about the salmon, but she's avoiding me (can't say I blame her with the duct tape issues on the balcony earlier).
Wop speed 25 -- all, and I mean all, dinner conversations are directed to Tweety, not me; and I was getting upset about it. Captain Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang (someone please tell me i've read somewhere about a Captain whose name is even close to this!) invites TWEETY (completely ignoring me, much to my chagrin) to the Captain's Table for Tea -- and Tweety abandons my feet! As I leave the table, I notice there are pictures of Tweety all over the ship; they're free to all passengers, except I have to pay $450 for one.
Entertainment: something about a disagreement between Tweety and a dancer, but no clue what and who was involved.
helicopter tour in Juneau: the pilot wanted to wear Tweety (on his head ??) in order to determine which glacier to land on; don't ask particulars, I have no idea.
Skagway: residents determined i was not a good candidate for Dolly's house (not sure if I should be gratified or insulted) and should stay on the train.
Tweety was the hit of the show at Red Dog & Red Onion; for what, I don't know.
That's all I remember right now, but I know there was something about a ship scandal concerning Tweety.