Month: August 2019

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. We had a couple of meetings to prepare for Wet Dock before we went there. In one of them, my favorite Hotel General Manager, Peter (the big boss of

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. One day we were sitting down for dinner in the Officer’s Mess when Elke (our Austrian Customer Services Director at the time, she later became the very first Guest

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. Oh, Wet Dock. I absolutely loved Wet Dock. We were supposed to go into 30 days of Dry Dock, but a couple of weeks before we arrived, the dry

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. Shortly before we went out of service for Wet Dock, I went on a Crew tour. As I went through these pictures, I could not remember which island we

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. Some of my adventures off the ship didn’t warrant a whole post, so I’ll group some of them together here. St Thomas Antigua We were in Antigua every two

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. At about 5pm the day before the Academy Awards, I was told that I would be in charge of running that event. The decorations were purchased, but I would

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. On my final cruise of my first contract, we changed ports to avoid a hurricane. The port I was most excited about was Puerto Rico, but I was IPM

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. The night before my birthday, I was getting itchy, as I usually do. It was time to start celebrating! Ana called me to her cabin and said we should

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. On January 15th, I picked up my schedule for the next day, and saw that I had a WHOLE DAY OFF. These are extremely rare and treasured. My first

My views do not necessarily reflect the views of my employer. I first came to Cartagena in 2017 before we went through the Panama Canal on the Pacific Princess (yep, we also stopped in Curacao) with my mom. We got