Aug. 5, 2001
15:20 Woke up @ 11:00. Breakfast. Now wandering the ship looking for things to do.
17:45 Getting dressed. Lots of wrinkles. Am I wearing something good for formal?
This must be the day we spent on board at sea. Also, the formal Captain’s Dinner occured that evening. On a cruise, there is usually nothing to do but eat, since the food is free. It’s the drinks that cost something, even the drinks at the casino.
Music Sounds Better With You. I saw this video only once, but can’t forget it. When will it be on iTunes.
Aug. 4, 2001
07:30 Free porn in the morning. Got to get up.
08:25 Breakfast. Check in.
09:00 Copenhagen City Tour. Winnie is our guide. Christian is our driver.
10:30 Palace of the Queen. Beautiful wood floors. I wonder if Pergo makes them. Sleepy.
Saw the famous little mermaid on this tour. My brother started his hot dogs of the world tour with a red pulsa in the park.
Caught a matinee of Dodgeball. Funny, funny, funny. First, the great Stephen Root is in it, as is the hilarious Vince Vaughn, and that guy in all those commercials, Joel Moore. Christine Taylor/Marcia Brady looking cute. Lots of dodgeballs to the groin. Good popcorn movie for a Saturday afternoon.
3 of 5 stars.
Yes. That girl on VH1’s Best Week Ever. I love her in glasses.
This segment of Late Night with Conan O’Brien is always hysterical. Don’t watch it while drinking a beverage.
Liz Phair does Stuff Magazine. I find her attractive, but this smells like a cry for attention. Why, Liz, why?
8/3/2001
07:10 Iceland!! 48°F in summer. Cool. What time is it?
12:50 Danish time!! Jumping and dancing in the sky. Not to much sleep so far. Land this sucker. Icy stewardess.
14:15 Denmark time. Danish Kronar. Simon is our guide. Mom’s hand carry is on the other bus. Bye. Bye. 4 billion bridge!!
14:50 Radisson Hotel. Confused because too much to do. It’s a beautiful hotel. Getting registered for the cruise.
15:50 We’re going out to town. Mistaken as a porter by some guests. Porn on TV. “Log Jammin'”
19:00 Tivoli Gardens is nothing more than Busch Gardens in Denmark. Can’t wait until Duff Gardens opens. Feet sore. Tired. Dinner at Shanghai Garden. Farther from home, the more we eat Chinese. Gerry is sleeping.
We went through European customs in Iceland, and then in two hours, we caught our transfer to Copenhagen, Denmark. This was the proper start of the cruise. We would stay in the city for a day before boarding the ship.
Now Copenhagen is a fine city from what I have seen of it. Tivoli Gardens is there amusement park featured in the center of the city. Some Filipino maids told us how to get there by walking. Almost all maids or hotels workers we ran into were Filipinos. The main attraction is a shopping promenade which we walked and found a Chinese restaurant. The waiter was from Canada and complained about the taxes. Across the street was the a large Tuborg Beer sign. The suite we had in the hotel must have been the business man special, because we got porn movies. We did not watch much because I thought we would have to pay for it. The porn was not on the hotel bill I paid.
Like Van Helsing, before him, the hero of this movie needs only one name. Riddick. He makes his return from the darkness of Pitch Black in this sequel. I must confess I have not seen the first movie. It would help you if you did, because some of the characters and all the emotional weight seem to be embodied in the relationships and interactions of those that survived the blackened hell of the first movie. But since I didn’t see the first movie, I could care less about that. The Chronicles of Riddick is not bad. I was confused as the action scenes are a jumble of bodies and spaceships in motion. You can hardly tell what is going on, especially when the movie in the second reel turns into a jail house flick. Why’d they switch up the plot on us? Sci-fi I like. Riddick is cool. The movie so-so.
3 of 5 stars.
Aug. 3, 2001
0:30? -> I don’t know the time. Walked around the plane. Drunks in the back. When do we land? listening to the oldies channel. Better than really bad Euro film, “Russian Doll.” Naked Mariah Carey on the screen?
??? 2 hours to go. The kids in the front ringing the stewardess button. Hot stewardesses. Blonde!
??? Greenland on the left and the sun’s coming up. That’s so cool. The kids up front finally losing their energy and going to sleep. Waiting for “start me up.”
It was a six hour flight to Iceland where we had a lay over before continuing onto Copenhagen, Denmark. We left around 8:30 pm, which would have put us in Iceland around 2:30 am EDT or about 6:30 in the morning. Smokers and drinkers were in the back. The movie was atrocious and must have catered to the Europeans on the flight, so I didn’t bother to watch it. Greenland was a darker shade in the dark shadows of night. I think there was no moon during the flight. Greenland loomed rather large in the plane’s window or was it just the Artic Ocean? The onboard radio station had only one good channel of music and also, I believe, a comedy channel. I remember listening to Neil Young’s “The needle and the damage done” at least 10 times during the trip if not more. Made me want to learn the song on my guitar. Can’t wait to see Iceland’s airport. I want to see land soon.
