Amber: View from the plane window, Florida coast, headed to Fort Lauderdale
Ben: I know little of what it is to be apart of something, and yet I find myself in lines and traffic more often than not, I look to walls where, again, I find framed pictures of someone else's life and joys, and again, I'm shown what it is to be human, and yet I search for ways around it all. The coffee was good, I admit that: nice and warm, but was I?
Morgan: day at the beach = ultimate fun and terrible sunburn
Rachel: Grand Stirrup Kay for the day; the cruiseline's private island.