If the weather report for Los Angeles says 60% chance of rain, you’re more likely to see an albino chimpanzee waltz by wearing the Crown Jewels. If, however, in England, there’s a 15% chance, take your damn raincoat, it’s gonna pour. We’re spending the week in Torquay (Tor-KEY, but please, not turkey…) at the Agatha … Continue reading The real difference between England and California…
It’s delightful. Attentive service. A big cabin. A really roomy shower. Food’s delicious. Mind-boggling expensive. On Princess, I squirm at more than $2,500 per person. This was well over three times that. But you really can’t compare the two. One is mass market. The other is far more bespoke. We started with a hair raising … Continue reading American Cruise Lines on the Hudson
We went on a railroad ride in the Ulster Mountains (the Catskills), an excursion from the riverboat cruise on the Hudson River we’re currently on. I imagine this train is great as the Polar Express with children and entertainers singing, but as a ride for a bunch of oldies whose average age, when you consider … Continue reading Owwwww! Screamed the bug.
“Dress for the sun.” Well, hell, that’s a rather broad spectrum of attire. My kayaking gear (SPF 50 capris and long sleeved shirt), ready to evaporate any manner of splashes whilst I paddled? A breezy summer dress with strappy sandals? Butch shorts and t-shirt with a baseball cap? This simply wasn’t enough information. “It’s not … Continue reading Beloved wouldn’t tell me what we were doing for my birthday.
We arrived in Santa Cruz de Tenerife without plans or reservations for a tour… the only thing that appealed to me was riding around on large motorized trikes but that was only available if we landed at the southern end of the island (we were on the north). We saw nothing that related to the … Continue reading I kept circling back to the world’s worst air disaster…
After having our visit to Màlaga blocked, this came up about Funchal (FOON-Shal), Portugal the night before we docked: Aw, shit. This was taken the night before we arrived. Funchal, for the uninitiated, is a city on the island of Madeira (any drinkers among us? - kidding… but yes, this is THAT Madeira). Off the … Continue reading The storm is stalking us like a bored dog goes after an unguarded steak.
Casablanca, Morocco, has a similar population size to the city of Los Angeles - almost four million people - if you believe the internet, but our tour guide said it was six. Whatever. It’s a very large city. I gotta admit, I was a little intimidated by getting off the ship there, although I’ve always … Continue reading I was more than a little hesitant…
Well, we made it to Cagliari, located in the southern part of the island of Sardinia, Italy. It wasn’t terribly far from Rome/Civitavecchia, so not an impressive feat. Since we hadn’t planned anything (kinda typical of us, if there’s nothing that hops out at us, we just walk into port and see what happens), we … Continue reading Ah, but you don’t go…
Oh, batchit, I thought, as blind (sans glasses), I started running the water in the tub for a shower. One extremely leggy arachnid struggled to get out of the flow, but couldn’t as the stopper was firmly stuck. It was our first morning in a new AirBnB and I wasn’t familiar with how the stopper … Continue reading The spider screamed.
I don’t normally go out much in the evenings, but Beloved does, and I wanted to be a sport on this three night cruise to pick up our 15th credit… and magical Elite status on Princess. Not that it’s as magical as it used to be. However, it’s not half bad. You get a bar … Continue reading Well, that was about as silly-buggers as I’ve ever seen on a cruise ship.
Examining Misadventures 