The dolphin that played with our group's name was Echo. He posed with everyone so the photographer could get shots like this. I'm not sure what the employees thought our relationship was, but we had taken our rings off (for fear of losing them at the water park) so they probably assumed we were just friends. Earlier on the ship we were sitting outside on Lido deck having coffee, or perhaps it was a bloody mary, when an elderly man approached us and asked if we were cousins. I had no qualms informing him that we were in fact married. The old man then said promptly, "God says marriage is between one man and one woman." I raised my eyebrows and said, "Wow, you know what God says!" Then he paused for a moment and said, "You know I never would have known. And anyway if you really were married, (I guess it was easier for him to process believing we were pulling his leg) I'd tell you that in Romans ......" He was quoting the Bible, but I paid no attention. When he was done with the quote he left the table. We saw him a few other times around the ship but he never accosted us again.
We went to a party last night for Emily's 28th birthday. Everyone we told about our relationship at that party was excited and impressed. It's not like we go around with a bullhorn announcing it to people, but it's still a bit of a novelty to some, so the news spreads around the party. The reaction from the younger generation is more along the lines of, "That is SO cool." I hate to say it, but when are the curmudgeons going to leave us? I can't say I'll be all that sorry because when they do, gay marriage will be as ordinary as a bi-racial one. Above you see one of the hors d'oeuvres that was served. It was a clever paté chinois (shepherd's pie) made on a slice of salami. I thought they were pretty neat looking.
Here we are with the birthday girl. It depressed me to realize that technically I'm old enough to be her father. We had way too much to drink though and this morning my head is pounding. They made mojitos and though I detest rum, it is so perfectly disguised by the mint and sugar, I had several. We've had two bottles of rum sitting on the counter for YEARS (both gifts) and we never touch it, but now that I know the secret, look out.