Obviously this photo isn’t from today, but it was too good not to use!

We are back from our week-long adventure to Alaska, and I’m in the process of unpacking and catching up from my week away. I have so much to write about: things we saw, places we went, things we did, books I read, etc etc. However, I have so much going on that I’m going to save all that for when I have time to really sit down and think about what I want to write. In the meantime, I’m going to leave you with the thing that tickled me most on this vacation: Ducks.

This is my fourth cruise, and I’ve never before seen or heard of cruise-ducks. But on our first full day of the trip, as we walked out of the elevators, Jason reached up and grabbed a bright pink rubber duckie stuffed between the panels. That was our first Duck, which J named Emily Duckinson (and even wrote a poem to go alongside her), but we proceeded to find four more Ducks over the course of the week: one in green fatigues, a black 8-ball duck, one in a sailor suit, and a miniature green duck. We re-hid all but the 8-ball duck, with varying degrees of hiding success. The first, we actually watched the folks who found it, and they placed it on the back of their father’s wheelchair. The second, I hid behind some library books, right at the edge of the books so it would be easy to see, but days later it still hadn’t been found, so eventually I had to move it next to the books instead. The others, we hid by pieces of artwork, and they were all eventually taken. All but the miniature one, we originally found jammed up between the panels of the elevators.

It was a highly amusing part of the trip. I don’t know if cruise-ducks have been a thing since before we were on our earlier cruises or not, but we’ll definitely be keeping our eyes peeled for them if we ever travel via cruise again!