While I have no tales of overeating on my recent Explora Journeys Caribbean cruise , I did witness some interesting people onboard. Our next-door neighbors were a couple of British pensioners who were about as old as the islands we stopped at. Back when they started cruising everyone paid allegiance to King Georgeβ¦the Third.
But it was really sweet to see how well they got along after all those years together:. That reminds me of the Germans. Ah yes, the Germans. Everywhere in the world, you run into Germans. People assumed I was German because I was wearing Birkenstocks with socks onboard.
But there was an actual German couple who I sat in the sauna with another great place to find Germans wherever you are in the world and they had quite an opinion on the war in Gaza. And I said:. I ran into them later in the day chowing down on a plate of shrimp and lobster and suggested they might want to go on a hunger strike for the people of Gazaβ¦.
And then the Bailey family from London. The only thing sadder than seeing them dine with the nanny each night was their kicking and screaming when their parents decided they should eat together on the last night and they wanted to stay with the nannyβ¦. Julius and Ethel were cruise experts. Chunky frames, white tube socks, short shorts, visors, and passports affixed to lanyardsβ¦check, check, check, check, and check. They pretended they did not understand him and continued the call until Julius bumped the table with his gut and tipped over a cup of coffee.
Natasha was a gorgeous Russian blonde. Igor was heavyset, bald, and about 40 years her senior. Natasha loved Igor for his intellect. I could tell because she was busy checking herself out on the front-facing camera of her phone while he was yelling at someone on his phone and flailing his arms like an ostrich trying to fly. They got off in Virgin Gorda and chose not to continue to Miami. I wonder whyβ¦. Then there was the man who was denied a reservation at the steakhouse.
