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I'VE never been on a cruise. They're boring, corny, for unenterprising people, mostly elderly. That's what I've always believed.
Back in 1977 I did once go on a boat, the QE2, from Southampton to New York, but it wasn't a cruise as such. It belted along for six days, the weather was appalling, the sea incredibly rough, I felt cooped up, trapped, bored out of my skull, ate too much and then got terrible seasickness.See the full content of this document
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Can You Believe It: I've Caught the Cruising Bug ; Hunter Davies, a Lifetime Loather of 'Dull' Sea Travel, Embarks On a Middle Eastern Voyage - and Finds Himself Enjoying a Slick, Sophisticated Holiday I Sent Some Postcards Saying the Old Soak has Been to the Old Souk
Yeah, it was great arriving in New York by sea, seeing the skyscrapers, the Statue of Liberty and all that, but it didn't make up for the dull days of hell. So I vowed there and then never to go on a boat, ever again. Boats are OK to look at from afar, I told myself, but not to go on.
Close up, I have always found myself shielding my eyes or heading for the hills at the sight of a monster cruise ship arriving in the harbour when I have been on hols on a little Caribbean island. They dominate the skyline and disgorge thousands of lumpen tourists who then get herded to all the obvious and o...See the full content of this document
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