A little bit of background before I begin. After we had planned a long world trip for 2016 Elly came down with pneumonia and we had to rethink our plans. Fortunately she is fine now but we had paid a large deposit to P&O for a trip from Chile to Hong Kong by sea and rather than waste the money we decided to transfer the deposit to Cunard and get away from the doom and gloom of England for a trip to the Caribbean via New York on Queen Mary 2 over Christmas and New Year 2015.
My view on cruising has always been pretty negative, namely very old people trapped in a small steel hotel for days on end with nothing to do except gorge themselves 24 hours a day. Add to this norovirus, seasickness, snobbery and dinner jackets and unsurprisingly going on a cruise hadn’t made it onto even my long-range bucket list.
However, we took the plunge and are due to sail to New York on 15th December, then down to the Caribbean and back to UK via another stop in New York. A total of 26 nights.
We decided that if we were going to cruise we would do it in style so booked a Queens Grill suite and so entered the bewildering world of cruising.
Let me explain. For most of our travelling lives the decision-making process has been Where, When and How. But it seems many cruisers make their decisions based on Ship, Whenever and Wherever. It seems most pressing concerns,according to the forums on CruiseCritic.com, are what is the dress code, can I get a cabin upgrade and can I bring my own drinks on board. Almost nothing else seems to matter.
I honestly believe cruise lines could sell a trip to a baby seal cull if they threw in a complimentary room upgrade and a free bottle of Prosecco.
So what will I be doing for the next 36 Days 11 Hours and 17 Minutes (according to the hateful timers on Cruise Critic). Well Elly and I have decided to embrace the unknown, unlock our inner cruiser and are taking ballroom dancing lessons.
So it’s goodbye Chiang Mai hello Cha Cha.