so i spent christmas day cruising through the carribean with my mom and sister. it was my first, and probably my last, cruise. here's why:
the ship, for all intents and purposes is a hotel. a nice hotel, but still a hotel. it floats so at times can be quite sickening, but because of its size and the control they put into the stabilizers is usually just fine. the food is all included, and while good, is not fantastic. in fact, none of the dishes i had were even worth mentioning. they charged for the alcohol and were contantly pushing you to buy more things. the shore excursions that were organized through the cruiseline were more expensive than if you booked it on your own.
i did meet some wonderful people on the ship. there was this awesome family from colorado that i met scuba diving - their whole family dove (brilliantly at that). and another couple from england that added some much needed comic relief. i banded together with some twenty-somethings because there was fuck-all for our age group to do onboard. there was a disco that was open till 2am with the worst DJ i've ever heard. he sure knew how to empty a full dancefloor.
the best times i spent were off the ship. scuba diving, hiking, snorkeling, walking and driving through the towns.
the hurricane devastation in grenada was dumbfounding. same in st. kitts. i kept asking myself, why aren't these people living in domes made of cob?
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