Our stateroom has plenty of closet/storage space. Maybe the most of any ship I have sailed on. We have complementary bottles of water, that are in real glass bottles that are from the oldest spring in Great Britain. We have a complementary bottle of champagne that I haven’t opened, but I think Mimosas are in the future
Since we are repeat cruisers on Cunard our status is silver, and our deck, deck 12 gives us special dining privileges, none of which we have used as we normally eat in the Kings Court Buffett. We will try the dining room on a causal dress night before the end of the trip.
Not having a guest laundry back in Brooklyn, we embarked
with more dirty cloths than clean. I thought it would be a cinch on the first
day to do laundry, but it took quite a while for our bags with the laundry to
get to us, and by the time they did when we went down to the laundry all the
washers and dryers were in use.
No worries since I always get up early, I thought in the
morning I will just go down around 6 am and get the wash going.
Unfortunately, the laundry doesn’t open until 7:30 the sign
on the door stated. Ha, I thought I will just go down at 7:30 and get the job
done. I did go down at 7:30. I went to the laundry on deck 11, and 10 and all
the washers were already working. You think the laundry could have opened
early?
All other ships I have been on, in every hotel I have stayed
at, and at every camper park the laundry is pay to play. Not on Cunard. The washers,
and dryers are provided at no cost, and
even washing power is included.
The washers wash for 45 minutes, so back up at our stateroom
I set my timer for 35 minutes and went down to the laundry on 10 just about when
the timer was up.
A very nice little lady was just finishing up her load,
tossing her laundry into the dryer. We exchanged pleasantries, and I tossed our
laundry into the washer. I set my timer for the 45 minutes cycle, went back
upstairs for a bit, and returned when the timer had about 15 minutes.
When I got back to the laundry there was a couple using the
dryer above my washer. This was the same dryer that the little lady had put her
clothes into. There was also a basket of laundry sitting on the ironing board, but
it was just sitting there, and I never checked it to see if it was dry or damp,
and I couldn’t because this couple was blocking the way taking one piece at a
time out of the dryer, ironing it and placing it in their baskets. I knew
something was up because people that iron their underwear, are not to be
trusted
I watched the underwear being ironed for quite a while
before these people finally moved on.
When they did, I took all our cloths from the washer, and
put them in the dryer. Exciting stuff here.
Our cloths were going round and round when the little lady
from the earlier washing machine showed up with her husband
Apparent the basket of laundry sitting on the ironing board
was theirs, and it was still wet.
She was up on step when she asked me why I took her laundry
out of the dryer. I explained that I hadn’t touched her laundry, that there was
a couple before me using the very same dryer, ironing their underwear, and when
they finished, I put our cloths into the dryer.
She wasn’t readily accepting the truth and continued to accuse me of removing her cloths from the dryer. She just didn’t want to accept the truth that someone else had removed her laundry from the dryer. She also told me that they were very responsible and would have never left their laundry just sitting in the dryer. I’m thinking it’s been at least 1 hour that your cloths have been sitting in the basket. But I kept that information to myself. About the 7th time she accused me of removing her cloths, she. left me no choice but to make myself appear larger than I am. Very much the same maneuvers you would do with a bear or other wild animal. And Being as polite as I possibly could be, and in a very clear and loud voice I looked right at her and stated that I didn’t remove her fucking laundry from the dryer, that my clothes were in there now, that they are staying in there until they are dry. and you had left your laundry unattended for over 1 hour. They might have both peed their pants at that point, but they recovered by apologized to me excessively, and I stepped aside so they could remove their basket of laundry, and themselves from the laundry room.
With the laundry all put up, it was time to just enjoy the
voyage, and search for Homer Simpson.
Yes, that Homer Simpson. The Queen has several large resin
panels of art, and on one of them is Homer Simpson seated in front of his
television, with a beer and remote in hand.
It was quite the search that took us all over the ship only to find Homer in one of the first panels I had looked at.
There is plenty to do on board. The other morning, we went to a talk given by Roger McGuinn of Byrd’s fame. According to him he single handily invented the folk-rock music genre His talk was quite interesting, and he even sung a few songs. This is probably a much better gig than state fairs, and the food is better.
The coffee on these ships is instant. Not to worry I have Trieste, a press, and the room comes with a hot pot, and plenty of Nescafe for backup
There is also espresso on board but being a total koffee snob,
my experience with these venues is the people pulling the shots are soda jerks
not real actual Barista’s
My traveling compadre wanted to try a espresso beverage so I
thought I would give it a try.
Now years ago, I gave up trying to order a proper Lungo. I
even have given up on insisting the water go in the cup first, not the shot. It
just isn’t worth it.
At the coffee venue I ordered a simple Americano with only 1 inch of water, and specifically instructed the soda jerk do not fill up my cup. How hard could that be?
This morning my compadre wanted to give it another try so this time I asked the waitress if she knew what a doppio is. She said she did so that is what I ordered. The results were much better
I’m still not tipping these people though.
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