There is a wide selection of Baltic cruises with Tallink, and I am always up for visiting new cities with as little flying as possible, so we took advantage of a cruise from Riga to Stockholm. While not a luxury cruise, it was comfortable, and a lot of fun. It was my first cruise, actually, and–though I absolutely love exploring new cities and all they have to offer artistically, architecturally, culturally, etc.–it was quite nice to just hang out on a boat, get a bit tipsy (okay, trashed), and destroy my vocal chords singing karaoke. More photos inside, including one of me singing P!nk. I know you all want to see that.
Karaoke is one of my favorite things in the world. As I rapidly approach a certain age that rhymes with the French word for “exit” (look it up; I’ve given away too much already), I have found that I am no longer interested in going out just to drink anymore. The friends I hung out with during my 20s may roll their eyes at this proclamation, but it is true. I need to clarify, though, that I have no problem with drinking. I just need to attach it to other activities so I feel I am accomplishing something: bowling, live music, karaoke, etc. But to just stand around listening to a thumping bass while people around me try to hook up and get laid is not for me anymore. I will do karaoke anywhere with anyone, though. I have fun destroying everything from Queen and ABBA to John Denver to Bonnie Tyler to P!nk. And I will be obnoxious and want to close the place down. Be warned before inviting me out to do this.
Here are some shots around the boat as well as my drunk ass singing.
Anyway. Boat. Drinks. Karaoke. Passing out in our cabin. Waking up in Sweden. That was about it. But what a ride.