Good wife and mother that I am, I stayed on board to pack while the others went ashore. When I had finaly finished all my chores ( woe , woe, and thrice woe ! )I went to get the tender. As I was walking along the open deck to get there I couldn't help but notice that the sea was more than a little choppy. The tenders were bobbing about quite a bit. I was in 2 minds as to whether to go or not. In the end I decided I would as I had arranged to meet H at 11 ( it was now 10.45 ) and he would worry if I never turned up ( probably fearing that I had fallen into one of the collossal tumble dryers or something
! ) So I went to where you get the tender ticketand the place was absolutely rammed. I figured I would be there an hour or more ( if I waited my turn ! ) Now, it has occurredto me before now that these cruise ships rely heavily on the herd effect and that there are absolutely no anarchists in the ranks. I went down the stairs where you get on the tenders , tagging along onto the end of a crowd that had been called to the tender, feeling very naughty and very pushy inny. I was dreading being found out, because as I say, I don't believe anyone EVER breaks the ranks ( maybe apart from Bob and Evlyn - my friends from St.Croix - they were very into contraband booze smuggling ! ) As I got to the bottom of the stairs a lovely young chapsaid ' You comin' aboard ma'am ' ' Ooh yes ,thank you ' I said ! No need for lies or anything ! They just have no radar for insurrection !
I sat near some Canadians and was saying to them that I didn't think much of the sea conditions today. They looked at me as tho I was absolutely mental, looked out of the window and said ' Well ,ther's only a 2 - 3 foot swell,maximum , out there today '. Exactly my point! Pretty rough ! They proceeded to give me pep talks on how the boats were built for rough seas, being life boats and all ( something I had already sussd, and quite frankly , the only thing that got me out into one ! ), the best way to walk on boats ( legs splayed, for all the similarly uneducated amoungst you !
) and that the only reason it feels so bad is because the boat is tied an so it can't roll with the waves and so it keeps bashing into the ship ( great consolation !! ) Anyway the very kind woman kept me chatting all the way across ( I can only think that she was a mental health nurseor something, because even tho I knew she was using the distraction technique on me to stop me flipping out completely, I was really happy to let her do it ! I'm not sure if it makes me MORE mental knowing I'm mental or not. Any psychologists / psychiatrists out there please advise ( amateur or otherwise ! ) )
When I got to Princess Cays the weather was overcast and the seashad good surf ( as you can imagine, from my description of trip over !! ) and there was a stif breeze ( by carribean standards anyway ! In the UK it would be a brisk warm summer breeze . ) I know you're all feeling really sorry for us, I can hear the violins myself ! But wait there's more - all of a sudden the the skys opened and a torrential tropical rain storm ensued and all the shell like cabanas meant to protect you from the sun's harsh rays were quickly utilised as rain shields, rows of people cocooned, sheltering from the storm, teenagers squealing as they tried to find thier parents cabanas in a sea of blue anonymous domes ! Instead of an end to a very mediocre day in the carribean, it turned out to be a sharp shower that chased the clouds away and at last we saw sunshine ( ditch the violins and cue orchestral music
! ) This was more like it, the surf was still high, but at least the sea was turquoise again. Toby had great fun, a stingray got blown in at one point. The other 2 kids abandoned the island way before the storm to go back to the ship with thier friends. Carribean islands, white sands, palm trees turquoise seas, how boring !! Then it was time for us to go back to the ship. Now the tendes were being tossed about quite a bit. But it seems the Canadian magicthat woman had worked on me , really did the trick. I was like all the other passengers ( a new experience for me in many ways !! ) just sitting there riding the waves, not really minding that one minute the bow was right out of the water and then crashing down so that you thought ' surely the bottom's gonna be taken out at any moment! '. And the next minute you were being rocked so severely that the passengers on the other side of the boat were either 5 ft above you or 5 ft below you ! And I really thought it was quite fun, it was a real thing of ' lifeboats wobble but they don't capsise ' you know , like the weebles ! Despite all the odds we arrived safely and, for once, I had no inclination to chuck up at all!
Today we came to Princess Cays which is a small island, owned by Princess Cruises, off the island of Eluthera. Eluthera is 100 and odd miles long but only about 3 miles wide at it's widest. Princess Cays has a beautiful beach, and since we were last there they have develloped it quite alot to have lots of water sports options. So me n H had planned a relaxing day of sun,sea and sandto finish off our holiday.