Crying Over Smoked Salmon: My Last Day On The Qm2

Málaga to California — No Planes Part VI

I woke up crying nan blues, arsenic my dream cruise was astir to end… yes, my life was complete – and I still hadn’t been to nan buffet. Every clip we opportunity goodbye, I outcry a little. Every azygous farewell opus crept into my mind, creaking my teary eyes… thing this bully lasts forever. Eyes watery, I was eating my delicious room work brekkie, sobbing betwixt java sips, drowning successful bitter nostalgia astir nan end. I whitethorn person moreover shed a tear connected nan smoked salmon.

I was secretly hoping that, successful immoderate magical twist, I could flip done nan TV channels and spot nan news say… No! No ships are allowed to dock anywhere! All ships must proceed sailing until further notice! Alas, reality was not connected my side.

So anyway, I had to man up and look reality. First things first: cheque disembarkation, settee accounts, and get each paperwork successful order. Dentures? Packed. Wig? Packed. Height-increasing insoles? Packed. Travel documents? Check. Foldable backpack for last-night essentials? Naturally. Buffet leftovers? Safely stashed.

Yes… nan panic onslaught mightiness deed connected nan gangway. Sugar will beryllium needed (as if I hadn’t already overdone it). Ho boy… what tin I say? I ate truthful overmuch sweetener I could sweeten nan full world’s coffee… and possibly Mars. My adjacent book will beryllium called Gangway Panic Attack. Afterwards, I mightiness look to person sustained intelligence harm from spoiling 1 rider truthful incredibly much.

By nan clip each nan packing, paperwork, and checks were done, it was clip to tackle nan last time successful existent strategical style. Step one: Casino – ha! (Right aft settling my last measure – awesome move, Lucca: nary money!) Step two: duty-free shopping—perfect timing! Most cruise shops, including those connected nan QM2, slash prices connected nan past day.

With those “missions” accomplished, it was clip for nan pièce de résistance: nan show. The Royal Court Theatre aboard nan Queen Mary 2 was stunning – blimpish yet elegant, for illustration immoderate expansive metropolis theatre. The unrecorded orchestra was afloat and magnificent, and nan acoustics? Incredible for a ship. The musicians, singers, and dancers delivered a past show truthful spectacular I almost forgot I wasn’t successful London. One much cocoa from nan buffet and I mightiness person melted into a puddle of joyousness correct there.

But alas, nan show must spell on… and this time, it’s my turn. The escapade isn’t complete yet. In my adjacent column, we’ll proceed pinch nan backstage magic, midnight Stilton food conga, and nan unforgettable entranceway into New York. Don’t miss it!

To beryllium continued…