I got the honor of accompanying my parents on an overseas adventure on a Carnival cruise. We were on the Legend. Wow. Just wow. I had a great experience and, in a series of posts, I’m going to take you on the adventure with me. I took over 1000 pictures. Sadly, I can’t share them all with you but I do have a few I’ll be posting. 🙂
First comes the heinous part of the journey–flying on a plane. It’s not so much that I hate flying. It’s what the flight does to my sinuses. I’m very sensitive in that cavity and sometimes chewing gum doesn’t help. Luckily, I made out just fine. This was also the first international flight–that I remember. The last time I flew, I was maybe two years old coming back from living in Germany. My dad was in the Army. What do I remember of that flight? My dad handing me a barf bag, putting the seat back for me, and saying in his stern voice “Lay down, go to sleep.” So I did… so I joked to him on the flight over.
The flight is loooong. Over seven hours long. You can sleep (I did), watch movies (did that too), or anything else like twindle your thumbs. I’d say the worst part of the trip was being in the back of the plane. You see, you get a meal on the flight but if you’re in the back, you’re stuck with what they had left. That was ‘vegetarian’ pasta. There were no veggies in that dish because black olives do not count. Luckily, I planned ahead and brought these yummy (and protein-packed) meat sticks Ostrim. It calmed my jitters and blooming headache.
Remember the part about being prepared…it’s going to come up again.
International flights or flying in general are an experience. First, I went through the scanners everyone seems afraid of. I hope I blinded someone in seeing my big zaftig ass. 😉 No big deal except you had to take off your shoes and I was wearing sandals. Yep, I got to run amuck bare foot for a bit. When you land in another country, you better have that passport handy. That was a joy for me as mine was brand new so my first stamp was in Heathrow. You go through customs and they can search your stuff if they want. Your best option is not to be a dick.
Now at Heathrow, we had to wait for our ride to the cruise ship. They took our luggage and we waited…and I used the free 45 minutes of internet to say hello to my friends. I sniggered every time I heard “Unattended bags will be destroyed.”
One thing I had been told by friends who had flown overseas is not to go to sleep when you go over. Napping on the flight is okay but you must acclimate yourself to the five hour difference. So I busied myself when I could and napped, for the most part, on the two hours ride to Dover. Goodness… is England made entirely of roundabouts? And the weather? Totally expected it… but I’m a lover of fog.
I boarded the ship, and took a stroll on the deck with camera in tow. I mean…. the White Cliffs of Dover! Unfortunately, the fog obscured them but I still got pictures along with the castle. Being giddy, I took a lot of silly snapshots but the best was yet to come. It was time to set sail!