July 8, 2004
of a Tramp on The River...
It's a relaxing thing, he thought, cruising on the Mighty
The shoreline, covered with thick Eden-like jungles of
beautifully green trees, seems to beckon one to stop and spend some
time. But, of course, you don't. You're on board a paddlewheel
steamship, waited on hand and foot by a retinue of highly trained
wait staff, equally high trained pursers, tour guides, entertainers
. . . it's a happy ship and a happy time.
He didn't want to go at first. It was Her idea. He
fought it . . . but then they made the first trip two years ago, out
Orleans. And he was persuaded. These cruises are fun . . . many
memories to be made.
She had made the reservations for this trip without
seeking his approval. His approval was quickly granted. He's a