We left for a cruise on October 26. That's no so long ago, because Oct 26 posts are still on page one of the Chit-Chat string menu. And if it hadn't been for the hurricane and Henry's run-in with the constabulary, there would have been almost none.
But I digress. I booked a six-day Bermuda cruise on RCL out of Baltimore on a lark, mostly to celebrate Terry's birthday and to get out of Dodge for a few days.
We drove over to Balmer, got on the ship and were told almost immediately that we weren't going to Bermuda because it was too dangerous. Where would
we go? Nobody knew. But anybody who wanted to get off could have a full refund (I understand this was later changed to full credit toward a future cruise). 800 souls beat feet for the gangway, leaving a very "unfull" ship to brave the storm. Naturally, we'd never miss an adventure like this, so we stayed.
Once we sailed, the desk called and said we were welcome to move to a junior suite since we're Diamond. "Just come down and pick up new keys." So of course we did. We were also given a credit for not going to Bermuda, plus a refund of the Bermuda taxes and fees. On top of that was a room credit from the agent, and on such a short cruise we ended up with a credit balance on our folio when all the dust settled--despite all the wine booze, and the nice steak dinner in the specialty restaurant on birthday night. That's certainly never happened before.
The first night we sailed down to the mouth of the Chesapeake, then in the morning headed out to sea. A little choppy but no big deal. But after about 50 miles the captain got on the horn and said, "no bloody way, the progs are just too frightening." So we went back to the Chesapeake, anchored in protected water there, and watched the storm go by for two days. It was VERY interesting. It was like watching a movie of a storm, because we never rocked or rolled. It was like we were tied up at the dock. And since we were on the lee side of the ship, believe it or not our balcony was perfectly comfortable much of the time. The captain kept playing out anchor chain (he told us the water went up fully 9 feet where we were anchored), and kept the ship headed into the wind. It was amazing.
Plus, we had full cell phone service since we were close enough to land for the towers to see us. And, of course we had all the amenities of the ship. . .the food, the booze, the activities. And they kept finding excuses to throw champagne parties of one kind and another. One of the staff mentioned that with all the people who had left, the staff/passenger levels were more like Silversea than RCL. They couldn't have been nicer.
Once the storm passed the captain said we'd pull up the hook and head out to sea again because he needed to "make water," so to speak. Apparently the plant doesn't like to use bay water as a starting point. Or you have to be under way. Or something. So we buzzed around in the Atlantic until it was time to come home. We made port back in Baltimore Thursday morning, drove home and found out that the house was fine. The power had been out for 24 hours, but that was it. Where we were the power never went out at all.
The folio credit hit our credit card yesterday.
The "throwaway cruise" turned out to be one for the books!!