I have heard it said that one either LOVES cruising, or one HATES it.  I am in the later group.  And there are many reasons for that.  One reason being that I’m fairly certain that Randy and I did it wrong.

How can one do a cruise the wrong way?  Isn’t it merely a matter of boarding a boat and eating your way to the tropics and back again?  For many, yes.  But not for us.  I will now pass on my hard earned wisdom on how NOT to take a cruise.

1.  Do NOT take enough Dramamine to cause hearing loss.  I did.  I was so afraid of nonstop horking that I overlapped my doses.     Better to be brain damaged than suicidal, I mistakenly thought.  Not so.  Take my word for it.

2. Do NOT go in December.  The water is bipolar.  It alternates from serene to psychotic and back again.  One minute you’re eating on the sunny deck, the next minute you’re lashed to your bunks hoping that that sound you keep hearing is not the steward locking everyone in.  Actually, I can’t think of any month wherein it would be GOOD to go.  In Summer, the seas should be calm, but on the downside, since Cozumel is over 100 degrees in the winter, it has to be at least 250 degrees in the Summer.  There is only so much naked, white, profusely sweating strangers one can take before poking out one’s own eyes.

3. Do NOT accept a free cruise.  These cruises are reserved for the old boats.  These ships are so old, they come with WWII artillery.  The food is also old.  By our last day at sea, we were all sucking on hardtack and eating rats.  Okay . . . That’s a slight exaggeration.  Let’s just say that I will never eat “smoked salmon” again. 

4. Do NOT show up for any shipboard activities.  On THE LOVE BOAT it was all about shuffleboard and talking to the Captain.  On the Carnival Ecstasy, it was all about the hairy chest contest.  Can you say ‘man boobs’?  Besides, Randy saw our Captain and he wasn’t LOVE BOAT caliber.  Randy swore he’d seen the man on CNN in his former life as a deposed dictator from Uganda.  After seeing him myself, it wasn’t as unbelievable as it sounds.  Randy tried to get me to go up to him and ask.  I didn’t. I’m not that stupid.

Yes, we definitely did it all wrong.  This is what we should have done: We should have worn pajamas to breakfast like some did.  We should have slept in the hot tub intermingled with strangers.  We should have watched drunk people competing in karaoke contests.


Here is a picture of Randy, wishing he could get off the boat.

The night before disembarking, you are assigned a number.  Or a letter.  Or something.  I don’t remember what.  But you couldn’t get off the boat until they called it.  I don’t know why, but I think Randy and I were the absolute last people to be called.  

Shore was so close, yet so far.  It was the longest 3 hours of my life if you don’t count my root canals. 

Don’t get me wrong.  It was an experience that I’m glad to have had.  I loved Cozumel.  I got to meet friends. (Don’t you know, we’re everywhere.)  I’ve always wanted to go on a cruise.  But . . . I’ll have to say, once we DID disembark we understood the words of the late Martin Luther King . . .

‘Free at last!  Free at last!  Thank God Almighty, we’re free at last!’ 

Do you have any of your own vacation wishes you want to share? If you could go ANYWHERE in the world, where would you go?  What would you do?  Or maybe you’ve already been.  Where did you go and what did you do?

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Have fun!

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  1. Slarty says:

    Wow…thanks! I have had ‘Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we’re free at last!’ going through my head for the last hour. I have also randomly blurted it out…occasionally singing it opera style. My parents think I am nuts.

  2. snuffygump says:

    OH MY GOODNESS! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! I have to recover before I can even write more.

  3. Thea says:

    Slarty…. Slarty…. How about this:
    Oh I wish I were an Oscar Meyer wiener….

  4. Thea says:

    Glad you liked it Snuffygump!

  5. snuffygump says:

    Ooooooooh, Noooooooo………When Val and I were first married I made up a song about my husbandy to the tune of,”My bologna has a first name, it’s O S C A R, my…… Now, I have to go back and re-read the latest installment to clear my mind so I can give a decent, non melodic comment. Don’t make me start yodeling!!!

  6. Thea says:

    I can’t even imagine your customized Oscar Meyer song, Snuffygump.

  7. Alissa says:

    Amen to hating the cruising experience! Loved the Bahamas but next time I’ll take the train…. yeah…. I know. Cruises are so complicated, i.e. the 3 hour wait to get off the boat. I want to come back from a vacation with a look on my face like the lady who’s just gotten in a tub full of Calgon. No worries, no stress, not a care in the world. Delusional or not, that’s what I want!

    PS Thanks for the change in spelling!

  8. Thea says:

    That’s what I want too, Alissa. I have never been so tired after a vacation. Randy and I talked about taking a plane to Cozumel… Or even just driving to Galveston and staying there next time. We actually couldn’t wait to get back just so we could eat some more fried catfish at Galveston’s Shrimp & Stuff Restaurant.

  9. Thea says:

    And you’re welcome, Alissa :)

  10. snuffygump says:

    Val and I have routed out what we believe would be the ultimate road trip. We have never taken this trip as yet, but, we know that every meal that we would encounter along the way would be fabulous.

    Over the years during our travels we have discovered various eating establishments that we have literally, in the past, charted our course straight through their dining room, just so that we can relive, again, the best meal ever.

    This spring we were able to add one more special spot, found way off the beaten path. Sublime in every course, this tiny Italian restaurant, perched on the second floor of a Swiss style chalet, served us a serendipitous lunch that landed us on the moon!

    If you are ever in Leavenworth, Washington, this is a must stop eatery! Too bad I can’t remember the name! However, we will certainly find our way back to it again.

  11. Thea says:

    Oh, yeah, Snuffygump! I remember your pictures. Isn’t that the restaurant where you wrote on the paper tablecloth? I remember the photos of your food – and yes… it all looked so good! Made me WANT a salad and I don’t even eat them voluntarily.

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