Hubby and I were giddy during the check in process. When we’ve got that nervous energy we make each other laugh with mocking, joke-telling or other 5^th-grade-level antics.

Still in Miami, we were among the first in line to board. It’s not like we were excited to stay a moment longer at the haunted Lexington Hotel. We took the obligatory before-cruise picture with the faux background of paradise and then, it was on to the boat.

The entrance floor looked a bit like Las Vegas casino meets Galleria. There was a man belting out showtunes behind a baby grand piano that was in the middle of a full bar. All of the staff was encouraging us to go on the 9^th floor for lunch. Being the rebels that we are, we went exploring the boat. The Carnival Destiny has a quaint coffee shop, crazy loud and smoky casino, wine bar (I’m sure we’ll be on a first-name basis soon), a couple restaurants, and then there’s the pools, a waterslide, and other fun.

While chillin’ in this sitting area, a chap walked up to us and he looked so much like Harry Potter that his nametag read Harry. (His real name was Josh.) In his thick Hogwarts-tinged accent, he asked if we wanted to play trivia.

Heh, heh. Hubby and I are obnoxiously competitive and love a good round of trivia. There were three teams, us, then six women from a girls-only trip, and then a pair of nerdy girls.

Being from England, he asked a fair amount of questions relating to his motherland. This gave us an advantage since my sister-in-law and her family live in England.

Once it was all over, we tallied the results and there was a tie between the girls-only trip and us. Poor Harry, he rubbed his scar forehead and said: I’ve never had a tie before.

I wanted the trophy and those women had been embarrassingly flirtatious with him, that I figured he’d give the lone trophy to them.

“You know you have more than one trophy in the back,” I said. “Go and get us one that way each team gets a prize.”

He rubbed his scar, was Voldemort near?

“I’ll be right back.” He quickly disappeared. (Invisibility cloak?) When he emerged he graciously handed me our well-earned prize: