Saturday, June 11, 2011
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Harwich, England and Board Ship - Day 1 of Cruise
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After sleeping in the next morning we went right back down to the generous
Continental breakfast that was included with our room fare. Next, it was the toting
of the luggage back down stairs while we waited for the taxi to take us to the
pier. Gotta have that money ready for the cute little guys and the taxi driver.
While waiting for taxi time, we checked out the area around the hotel, even
though there was a nip in the air and rain was threatening to drizzle. In
addition to some nice buildings and a couple of birds, the most surprising
thing we learned was Harwich, England is where the Mayflower launched from in
1620. It was also home of the commander Christopher Newport, who established
Jamestown in 1607. Who knew?
Our taxi left the hotel at 11:00 with our anticipation of arriving at Royal
Caribbean Cruise Line's Jewel of the Seas, at the dock, ahead of the crush of
people who would be standing in endless lines. We left our checked bags, my
carry on, and more Monopoly money with the porters and walked into the terminal
that had just opened. We filled out some short paperwork pledging we were not
sick and had not been sick recently.
Then, because I have become a "Platinum Member" (that's only one step above
"Gold"), we were directed to a different check in ahead that had coffee, lemonade,
and cookies. And NO line at all. We whizzed by there after receiving our room
keys and boarded the ship. That, surely, beats standing in an endless line for
over forty-five minutes.
One of my favorite movies is "Jewel of the Nile," so when I learned the ship
we would be on would be Jewel of the Seas, I was having a difficult time calling
it by the correct name. So, if I mistype it here, you'll know why. But I digress.
Jewel of the Seas
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For this trip, we decided to splurge and get a balcony stateroom. Find
the little red asterisk below, mid ship.
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If you've never been on a cruise, there's one thing you learn to do very quickly.
Eat. And, oh goodness, it was lunchtime! If you board early enough, the second
thing you do is explore the ship while waiting for your bags to be delivered to
your room.
While we were waiting for our room to become available at 1:00 PM, Lesley and I
went to the Windjammer, a cafeteria style, serve yourself dining area.
While Lesley went in search of coffee, I gravitated to one of my favorite
spots, the FREE ice cream machine.
Before the ship leaves port, there's the lifeboat drill. Then if you selected
early dining, it's time to eat dinner. That's one of the reasons I prefer late
dining. When coming in from a day of shore tours, there's more time to relax
before having to dress for dinner.
Although we had requested late dining, we had been assigned early, so after
hunting for our suitcases in the hallway by our room and participating in the
emergency drill, Lesley and I tried to get reassigned to late dining. We were
unsuccessful, so we went to the 5:30 PM dinner and met our six other dining companions.
Since it was the first dinner onboard, casual dress was recommended.
One of my suitcases was still delinquent on delivery, so this time Lesley was
the first one to unpack. We met our room steward, Allan Cubero who was watching
out for my missing bag. It eventually showed up. Still jet lagged, we went to
be early.
Here's where the blanket becomes important. Lesley's and my bodies are on
totally different thermostats. So while I am trying to run the air conditioner
when it was about 55° outside, she is always freezing—at 75°. I was hoping
her having the extra cuddly, warm blanket would make it so I could have some
cooler air to breathe better while sleeping (and any other time I could
get away with it). Unfortunately, at her tolerance zone and at mine, neither
of us was comfortable.
This brings up another issue. Not being able to breathe contributes to my
snoring, apparently loud enough to wake Lesley—and me!
I think I've gotten worse. I thought my snoring
was coming from my sinus issues in my head, but discovered it was a rumble
from my throat. I prefer to call it a loud purr…. Maybe I'm having a
really good dream!
Between long daylight hours into the night, keeping the curtains open to the
balcony sliding glass door and windows, the room temperature issue, and the
alleged snoring, Lesley and I were awake and asleep several times during the
night. I often looked over to her bed to see her grasping the pillow over her
head. Like I was too noisy! We'd ask each other if it was time to get up, turn on a light to read a book, or
go back to sleep.
This was the first of many time changes that would had on this trip. This
time it was one hour forward.
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