I have been going through my holiday albums and thought I might do a series for you.
You were with me for all of the best holidays so these will seem very mundane. Too bad.
I just came back from a seven-night cruise to New Caledonia, which was mundane (see I told you). But the six-week cruise I did before that, was totally unmundane. I travelled for forty-two days with our friend Sally and we never had a cross word. In fact, that cruise lasted longer than most of my relationships.
I made a few notes to help me remember something. Don't know what it was now.
1.Embarkation took a while because of the obstacle course; Zimmer frames, crutches, and men in wheelchairs being pushed by very very young female carers.
2. The first time I went on a cruise I was twenty-one. Stabilisers had not been invented, the Titanic had just hit an iceberg and the beds were triple canvas bunks with seat belts. The view out of the porthole was of sea creatures poking their tongues out at us, the captives in the big metal tank. If you hadn't lost your virginity on the way out of Sydney Heads you were a loser. You guessed it.
3. I've been on several cruises since then, to exotic islands in the Pacific, to Malaysia, Greece, Singapore, Manly. But it has been a long time between cabin boys.
4. Forty-two days. Maybe too many to spend in a small room with a person who snores, breaks wind, leaves the light on all night while she crochets small squares from bread wrappers? Well, Sally bought her ticket, she knew what she was getting into, she will just have to put up with me.
5. Cabin fever is easily cured by running to the pointy end of the ship stretching out your arms and singing "My Heart Will Go On" at the top of your voice. So far the Master at Arms has had to restrain Sally three times.
6. The Captain's address included, what to do in case of emergency... just follow him. He also asked that we put all our 'tamsins' ( that's what he said) in the sanitary bins and not in the toilets, as they clog the system. Maybe the Captain has to moonlight as a plumber to ensure his seniority.
7. First night's dinner: Lobster Terrine, Seafood Parcels, and Raspberry Souffle with accompanying wines. Supper is served two hours later. Because the average age of the passengers is eighty-seven, the entire menu is pureed as that's the only way they can ingest their nourishment. Fortunately, Sally and I brought our own teeth.
8. Didn't go to the first Karaoke night because I couldn't find the 'stern'. I think it's down the back somewhere.
9. We haven't been to Extreme Bingo yet. We're waiting for the kitty to build up to more than five dollars. Many people are professional Bingoers who just travel the seas waiting for their numbers to be up, so it can become very competitive. Ethel and Celia almost came to blows the other day when E accused C of changing a 3 into an 8 with her eyebrow pencil.
10. If anyone knows what the Friends of Bill W meetings are about, can you please explain?
11. Sailing away from Airlie Beach yesterday we were standing next to a man who sneezed quite violently and as he did his teeth flew out of his mouth and fell thirteen storeys/decks into the water. We haven't seen him since.
12. Docked in Darwin. Boarded a bus. Driver said: " Now sit down, hold on, shut up or get off". We were going to the Crocodile Farm. It was a very quiet trip.
13. Being rocked to sleep is a very good way to end the day, and the cabin boy doesn't mind obliging.
14. The longer we are on board, the more it resembles a floating nursing home but at least the toothless man has perfected the art of sucking his food through a straw.
15. There was a competition today for the guy with the best comb over. They all stood on the port side and the hair blowing in the wind was measured. Cyril won. He now has no teeth and no hairpiece.
16. There was a get together for pilots and aviators this afternoon.I went along thinking I might pick up someone with his own Lear jet. Unfortunately, all they wanted to talk about was WW11 and what fun it had been.
17. Every cruise has to have dancers, magicians, singers and last and certainly least an accordion player. This cruise had the only electronic accordion player in existence, and he could make it sound like any instrument he wanted. Fine by me, as long as it didn't sound like an accordion. He was very good, his hands never left his arms and his fingering technique was the best I'd seen since that didgeridoo player at Uluru. I found a quote later that defined a gentleman as 'someone who can play the accordion but doesn't'
18. It's easy to be educated on a cruise. Classes included Acupuncture for the Aged, Pain Solutions for Pensioners, Stretching for Seniors. and Beating Backache. After reading the list I was too tired to go to the lectures.
Speaking of tired, I am. So I will leave you with this useless and extraneous information and go to sleep, perchance to dream of a cruise to Bundeena.
Stay tuned for the next episode Sex in the Seventies
Love
Janet
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