The New Orleans church (before service) |
This will be the one and only post from our cruise time. I
will post again (hopefully) on Sunday night after we arrive in Mobile for the
rest of our Navy reunion trip.
So far we are still working on house money as this cruise
was a result of our credit card points that resulted in pretty much a free
cruise plus about $400 onboard credit. Love to spend other people’s money.Leaving New Orleans |
On Sunday we arose at the hotel in Slidell, got cleaned up
and headed back to the First Church of the Nazarene in New Orleans. This is the
same church that I made five truck driving trips down and back during the
relief effort.
Perhaps the most memorable of the trips was the one that I
made in March 2006. Our daughter-in-law was expecting her first child and it
wasn’t due until after I got back. Joan predicted that my venture south would
likely cause the child to arrive early. You can guess who was right.
Almost on cue as I pulled into southern Mississippi, about
an hour out of New Orleans, my cellphone rang and it was Joan telling me that I
was a grandfather again. Anxious to get home to see my new little granddaughter
I pulled the truck up in front of the church, turned the keys over to the crew
that was working there and told them I was going upstairs to a quiet room to
take a nap.
Joan in the main dining room |
Anyway, back to the church, Joan and I arrived at the church
in the middle of Bible study and stayed to worship with the congregation at 11
a.m. We had planned to leave about noon to get to the ship, but the worship was
such we just couldn’t leave. Pastor Gilmore’s message was inspiring and we are
so glad we stayed.
We departed the church about 1 p.m. and made the short drive
to the Port of New Orleans arriving and unloading our baggage about 1:15 p.m.
We parked in the garage next to the ship and made our way through the boarding
process and we were on board and in our room about 2:15 p.m.Our cabin |
Over the years (this is our 7th cruise) we
appreciate the changes the cruise line has made in the boarding process which
makes it much easier and simpler that it was earlier. Much of the work is done
online before you even arrive so there is little waiting once you are there.
As the ship departed New Orleans we spent about 90-minutes
on deck watching the sights as we cruised leisurely down the Mississippi River.
It take nearly six hours to navigate the inland waterway before you arrive at
the Gulf of Mexico and trust me, we were long asleep by the time that happened.
The Carnival Conquest is another beautiful ship and we
enjoyed the first night’s meal in the Monet Restaurant. I had linguini with
Italian sausage and Joan had the Chicken al Grecque. For an appetizer I had a
bowl of gazpacho and a Caesar Salad and Joan had Caesar Salad and a salmon
appetizer that she really enjoyed.
Have to include a towel animal |
On Monday we enjoyed a quiet day aboard ship. Having cruised
before I knew that they might announce a back scene tour of the ship, which
includes a trip to the bridge, engine room, galley, crew area, etc., but it
always sells out quickly as they limit it to just about two dozen people. So I
inquired first thing Monday at the excursion desk and they said, yes they would
have the tour on Saturday on the last day at sea and that only 32 tickets were
being sold. I snagged mine. They announced the tour about 10 a.m. and it was
long gone by noon. Experience pays off once again.
I spent some time on deck reading my book “Fields of Honor,”
a Civil War book by Edwin C. Bearss about the great battles of the War Between
the States. Joan spent some time trying to dwindle down our onboard credit
account at the floating slot machine parlor. Winston our tour guide at the Croydon Plantation |
It was “Elegant Night” on the cruise so I put on my suit and
Joan her gown and we headed to dinner where she had lobster and I had prime
rib. For an appetizer I tried “Alligator fritters,” which was really, really
good. Joan had a Greek Farmer’s Salad. As always the service and food quality
was wonderful.
Even before we went to dinner we sat in the lobby and
listened to some good live music and then got a chance to meet and shake hands
with the Master of the Vessel (we call it Captain in the Navy). Of course, this
was the one time I forgot to have my camera with me.
We went to the early performance of “The Brits” which was
live singing and dancing to the tunes of the Beatles, Bennie and the Jets, the
Who and a bunch of other invaders from the 1960s.
After that we checked on the score of the Detroit Red Wing
hockey game. At the time they were leading 2-1, but we learned on the 10:30
p.m. news that they lost 4-3, so I guess it’s all down to a Game 7 in Chicago
Wednesday night. By the time I post this I will either be happy, or sad.Joan with the plantation owner |
On Monday and Tuesday I got up early went to the fitness
center on the 11th deck and got in a good workout both days. On my
way back I picked Joan up a cup of coffee and then we went and had brunch in
the Renoir Restaurant. We are being careful of what and how much we eat as a
cruise can really throw a monkey wrench into a weight loss plan.
Getting back on the ship in Montego Bay, Jamaica |
Anyway back to the cruise. On Wednesday we arrived in
Montego Bay, Jamaica about 8 a.m. and after breakfast Joan and I headed to our
guided tour to the Croydon Plantation in the mountains above Montego Bay.
We really didn’t know what to expect, but it turned out to
be an enjoyable tour, which included an interesting drive (translation: white
knuckle, anxiety producing journey in a small bus hurtling along a narrow
two-lane road with our driving taking his half of the road out of the middle.)
But we made it up and back in one piece although I’m sure we all had a few more
grey hairs after we got back to the ship.
The Plantation was very enjoyable and educational as we
learned about and saw a great number of the agricultural products produced in
Jamaica. One big surprise was that towards the end of the tour we were greeted
by the owner of the plantation, who was a down to earth Jamaican native who
talked to us about his vision and plans for the property, which he purchased
back in 1980.
His original plan was to remove the massive bamboo growths
from the acreage and replant it with pine trees (building wood is in short
supply on the island and is imported). With a 30-year maturation date for his
pine trees, he decided to plant other crops so that he would have a “weekly
income.”The marching band performs on the dock |
He grows a wide variety of pineapple (previously I only
thought there was one kind of pineapple – Dole) and we got to sample all six
types that he grows on the property. He also grows coffee beans and a number of
other local fruits, which we had a chance to sample.
The grounds of the property are impeccably kept and at the
end of the tour we were treated to a traditional “Sunday Jamaican dinner” of
jerk chicken, rice and beans and a green vegetable that looked a lot like
spinach, but had a different name.
Our tour guides (we had one for the bus trip up and back and
another for the plantation tour) were very interesting and we learned a great
deal about Jamaican culture.
The country is desperately poor and you can see that in the
buildings and number of people who seem to have no jobs or anything to do. Our
tour guide said that the unemployment rate is officially reported at 15
percent, but the real numbers are more than 30 percent.Joan at the sailaway from Jamaica |
Gas is more than $6 (US) a gallon. The prices on the gas
station are listed at $122 Jamaican dollars per liter, so you can see their
dollar is not doing too well. Crime is high, but better than it was before the
local police departments started getting help and training from US and Canadian
police officials our guide said.
Everyone was very appreciative of our tourism and urged
(make that begged) us to all come back soon. Tourism is the biggest economic
factor in the country.
Back on the ship Joan and I did what we always do during
port calls, we stood on the outside decks and watched as the drunk and tardy
ship passengers struggled back to the ship, some of them with only moments to
spare before they were left on the dock.
A local teenage band performed on the dock for donations and
many of us wadded up bills and threw them down on the pier after they played
the American National Anthem. Smart kids and I hope they collected a lot of
money.
One thing good for me on a cruise is that compared to about
60 percent of the passengers I’m a pretty small guy. Not that I’m small but
compared to this floating audition for “The Biggest Loser” I’m looking pretty
fit.
It’s amazing to watch people who are clearly north of 400
pounds loading up plates (plural) with food at every meal and then trying to
squash into chairs with arms so they can consume all this food. I’m guessing
that by the time the ship arrives back in New Orleans the passengers
collectively will leave the ship with an extra ton or three.
Joan and I have learned from previous cruises to moderate
our eating. We eat lots of fruit (there is plenty of fresh fruit aboard) and we
have a reasonable dinner and skip the chocolate buffet later in the evening. We
usually do pretty well by the end of the cruise. I also make sure I walk at
least four miles a day on the treadmill and jogging track on the ship.
The amount of drinking that goes on is pretty startling too.
Sometime I can only imagine how huge the liquor locker is on this ship. I’m
sure it is how the cruise ship makes most of its profit as the drinks are very
expensive, but no one seems to care. Well, not until the last day when the
purser slips the bill under their door.
Last night we ate in the main dining room again. This time I
had a shark appetizer (very good) and the beef stronganoff. Joan had seafood
newburg.
We spent part of the evening listening to our favorite live
music group on the ship – Gentry – and then we retired early.
On Thursday, the ship pulled into the Port of Grand Cayman
in the Cayman Islands, but Joan and I had already decided to stay aboard and
skip the tours as we have been here previously and done the tours.
Turned out to be a good choice as it rained literally all
day. We felt badly for the folks who had booked beach excursions as it would
not have been a good day to sit out on a beach. The folks that opted for the
snuba and scuba expeditions probably did a lot better. If you’re going to be
wet it might as well be underwater looking at fish.
Thursday night was the second of two Elegant nights on the
ship so we dressed up for dinner. Later we sat a listened to Gentry again. I
had Chateaubriand (yum!) and Joan had a Greek dish that she likes in Greektown
back home, but I’m not even going to try and spell it. It rhymes with cornucopia.
It has pretty much everything I don’t like to eat in it.
I’m posting this on Friday while Joan is in Cozumel taking a
Salsa cooking class. So I don’t know if she enjoyed it or not, but I’ll let you
know Sunday when I post again from Mobile, Alabama. Hopefully she will take
some nice photos there.
Internet rates on the ship are ridiculous so I’m putting
this up and then getting off (75 cents a minute for Internet access). I'll put up more photos of the cruise Sunda night.
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