The first time I met Rosallie was at the airport in Turkey. She had a cart filled with suitcases, bags over every shoulder, and a big hat. First thing she said was "they lost my bags!" those were her CARRY-ONS!

From there we became best friends. She had the smallest cabin and I went in to finder her one night...I asked her where her luggage was (as her LARGE suitcase finally showed up) and she had put it in the shower/toilet as that was the only place if fit. In order for her to get into her suitcase she had to move pull it off the toliet.

The final night Rosallie (and I) had a big fight with the Turkish Captain. She yelled at him in Greek. That night late I had returned from the  island and was sleeping on the deck. Rosallie couldn't find me in my cabin and thought that the Captain pushed me over. She went on and on about "What did you DOOOO with her" and then she came to the deck, dressed her her flowing white nightgown...and called out "KATTTTHYYYYY, KATHYYYYYY" , I was sure she was a ghost.

We had SOOOOO much fun on that first trip..visiting the Ceragan Palace for drinks on the Bosphorus, taking local buses around the city our last day to interesting neighborhoods, then small boat across the river.

The first of MANY adventures. She loved Turkey so much...and then took her parents back there when they were 80 to stay at the palace. 

I think this story section is perfect for Rosalie. I say this because every time I saw her she would have such an amazing story to tell. Some stories were funny, some unimaginable and some just left me speechless and in awe. What a colorful life she had filled with remarkable stories. 

I always looked up to Rosalie and all the wonderful things she accomplished in her life. Her career, her friends, her family, her travels and her spirit for life were truly remarkable. Let Rosalie teach us all a lesson; live every day to the fullest, live your life and never look back. 

Here's to you Rosalie, I hope you are creating new stories in heaven. God gained an angel. 

when we all were on a trip to slovinia   one night we saaid that we all had to bring something to dinner that we needed on this trip and coiuld not live without it,  well rosallie has always been a jewerly person  so she comes down with a cap on her head covered with earrings and etc  and all her jewels  on  her.   she was a great friend and have spent alot of quality time with her.  she called me the week before her death we said our goodbyes.  Her journey has ended.