Call me crazy, call me bonkers but I must have sailor blood in me as this baby here represents to me my dream holiday.
An Ocean Liner more commonly known as a cruise ship – a holiday at sea with every entertainment and pastime you could possibly imagine.
There hovering around the top of my ‘ To Do Before I Die’ list is a cruise.
Not a posh cruise where one has to dress up for dinner and fellow guests are studying what you’re wearing in order to place you in their scale of 1 – 10 to decide whether you fit or not. No no.
Give me a family friendly, massive ocean liner where every day the four of us can get lost in the swimming pools, cinemas, shopping malls, tennis courts, crazy golf and in the evening be entertained by the onboard crew.
My cruise passion was born as I watched my uncle board an ocean liner in Southampton back in the 70’s. He was going to Australia and that for me, not quite 10, conjured up such excitement. As the family said their goodbyes all I could do was ask questions and interrupt.
‘Where is Australia?’ I asked my parents as I watched my grandmother wipe tears from her eyes, as granddad held his son by the shoulders and then shook his hand pulling him towards him and hugging him in a singular masculine movement.
‘On the other side of the world.’
On. The. Other. Side. Of. The. World? Unimaginable. How cool was that? Wait till I tell them at school tomorrow, that my uncle was going to the other side of the world, they would be so impressed.
My uncle was a’Gap year student’ before the name was coined and he returned with hundreds of photos and gifts. I got a koala bear… a toy one of course.
The closest I have got to my dream cruise so far is a boating holiday. We boarded our gulet at Monfalcone, a harbour placed at the top of the Adriatic Sea not far from Trieste and our captain, Alfredo, set sail as the sun started to descend in the warm afternoon. We head across to Umag on the Croatian coast in time for dinner.
My first ‘cruise’ took us down the coast as far as the beautiful city of Rovinj stopping off at breathtaking beauty spots along the way.
This was the life for me. No shoes on board, shorts, t-shirts, diving off the side when anchoring in the secluded secret bays along the coast, catching your dinner fresh from the sea and smelling in sea air from morn till night. Bliss.
I would jump at the opportunity to repeat that holiday aboard the Turkish Gulet that hadn’t received its new sails in time for departure and I would also dive at any opportunity to spend time on a cruise ship, imagine being invited to review one! I’m getting excited at the thought alone.
So back to that dream of mine, well many companies have 25 night trips skirting around the Caribbean Islands on an Ocean Liner which offer Kidzone to keep the children amused, sports and swimming pool for the other half and a Spa centre plus gym for me! I assure you I would love every single second of this kind of holiday and I am keeping my fingers crossed as one day I will go and I shall tell you all about it.
Now where did I put that nautical t shirt of mine?
The photos have been scanned as they were taken back in 2002!