That’s my mom and dad thinking they have the last laugh. Laugh at them because me and my siblings do, they think they are cool and so are not. Here is the story. I write on her blog a lot, but you never knew, now I am getting my voice and actually saying, “it’s me!” Niko and I am Where Niko Travels.
Where Niko Travels: The Grim Breacher
This is me and my brother MJ. Of course, he is behind me, I always lead. Our adventure here is short and quick. We are on Holland America, my mom is partnering with them to write a story, our room was right next door to theirs. We all had Verandah rooms.
Want to know what the picture is about?
See the smirk on my face? It all is about to happen again, my dad is about to be the Grim Breacher.
The Backstory, quick and to the point.
We once sailed with Carnival, and we had our own room. My dad had a key card to get into our room anytime he wanted, and he used it often to surprise us. From that day forward we called him the Grim Breacher.
Because at 7 am in the morning when the ship would dock for a port, we had been up all night, but the Grim Breacher entered.
Late at night when we were giggling and carrying on (and after people actually requested to not sleep next to us anymore (TRUE STORY, they moved rooms), my dad would come in to see us. No matter what, he entered and we called him the Grim Breacher, the ruiner of all fun.
Now, as we are on Holland America, creating chaos as kids do, he does not need a key card, the room steward took down the wall between our verandah and theirs. So they think they won, but the Grim Breacher has not. Follow along for more stories as we travel with Holland America to different ports of call.
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