Monday, March 10, 2014

A FINAL SUNSET


LEAVING A JEWEL BEHIND US and THE BANANA LADY

Enjoyed a final buffet breakfast this AM in the open air dining area on Deck 11 at the stern of the ship.  Lox and bagel with another bowl of granola mixed with chopped figs and dried apricots… delicious.  I am planning on a Jets BBQ Chicken pizza this evening in Brownstown, MI. We live in amazing times indeed.

Disembarkation couldn’t have gone smoother.  Luggage was much more organized in the Terminal than what I have experienced on other cruises.  Smaller groupings I’m sure contributed to this.  Carnival Cruise Line could take a lesson here.  We were in no hurry to catch our flight out of San Juan; however, if you are in a hurry, for a few dollars, let one of the porters assist you with your luggage.  The line for porters is much smaller and moves significantly faster.

You would think that standing in line waiting to get cleared through U.S. Customs would be boring.  Oh, no.  Even there we found ourselves close to the action…

A U.S. Customs Agent was quickly walking his K-9 partner past the waiting lines of people and their luggage.  The dog, a beagle, was happily sniffing at every piece of luggage just hoping to pick up the scent of some forbidden contraband.  When suddenly there was a bit of excitement just 3 people in front of me.  I noticed the dog, his tail wagging, was up on his hind legs, fore legs on top of a stack of the luggage of a middle-aged woman.

“Ma’am, I am going to need to look in your bags.  Do you have any agriculture products? Any fruit or vegetables?”

Nervously, she replied, “Well… No… I don’t think so.  Wait.  Yes.  I have a banana.”


I have to wonder how many times does a person have to be told?  “NO FRUIT OR VEGETABLES.”  Don’t take fresh fruit from the Windjammer Buffet and think that you won't get caught.  I mean... really... do you honestly think it is fair to "pocket" food from the ship for you to eat on your way home.  C'mon, lady.

Well... what is the moral to this story?  The dog got his treat.  Banana lady ate her banana.  And America is safe from foreign bugs.  But we are not safe from stupid people.

GOOD BYE, SAN JUAN

Sunday, March 9, 2014

SUGGESTIONS

O.K.  It is now time for my suggestions; my “Improvements Needed” list.  Please note that this is not a “List of Complaints”.  They are simply suggestions that I think might have made our time on the Jewel just a bit nicer.

Iced Tea!!!  I want more convenient access to Iced Tea and Lemonade.  This is the same suggestion that I would make to Carnival Cruise Lines.  I do not understand why keeping guests hydrated isn’t more of a concern.  

Offer “Dance Lessons” every day.  The only dance lessons were Argentine Tango lessons; 30 minutes – one time only.  Cruise Ships pay some very well trained and experienced dancers to entertain guests on board.  That is a lot of “talent” going to waste.  Why not have those individuals provide “lessons” each afternoon?  And then have a “Party” each night for couple to put into practice what they learned earlier in the day.

There is a quiet renaissance taking place in America.  Ballroom dancing is happening.  And not just among us Boomers.  There is a great interest coming from those young kids – those in their late 20’s and early 30’s.  Dance studios all across America are open for business.  Party nights are packed with couples enjoying dancing.  Cruise Lines take note: The first Cruise Line to this party will win.

It would be nice to “jazz” up the morning breakfast buffet in the Windjammer.  At least one side of just one the several buffet bars should feature an International theme.  Perhaps one morning: French crepes.  The next: Mexican chorizo and eggs.  The list is long indeed of traditional breakfast recipes that could be enjoyed.

I know this is going to sound silly… (Carnival Cruise Lines does this)…  Hey, RC: Where is the chocolate when I return to my stateroom at 1 AM?

THE RUSSELLS

One Friday night, just as we had ordered our dessert – Key Lime Pie – we had a pleasant surprise.  One of the treats of cruising is the opportunity to meet new people.  The couple that normally sat at the table-for-two next to ours did not come to dinner, so the table was vacant.  Joni and I were simply enjoying a quiet romantic together, when Joni looked up and saw a “senior” couple, Jim and Pat Russell from Cleveland, walking in our direction.

Seeing the empty table next to ours, Pat says to Jim, “It’s K.C. and Joni. It looks like we could sit here.”
We had met the Russells on the dance floor.  Jim was 82 yrs. old, and Pat was quick to tell us that in less than two weeks, she would be an, “Octogenarian”.  They were a happy and effervescent “young” couple who loved to dance.  They told us that they take “about” 3 cruises each year!

Their unexpected arrival threw the Tides staff into a bit of disarray.  I quickly gave Eder a nod of my head indicating that all was O.K. with us.  Within just a minute, the red-jacketed Head Waiter showed up.  I finally got to see what the Head Waiter gets paid to do.  For the next few minutes he took over.  He quickly determined how to “rebalance” the loss of the invisible equilibrium that kept everything working smoothly.  He gladly listened…

The Russells explained that they had left their normal “early dining” table to go dancing!  Did you note that I said the Russells were 82 and 80 yrs. old???  Can’t you just hear that conversation?  

“Come on, Jim.  Let’s skip dessert.  The band is playing and I wanna dance...” 

“O.K., sweetheart.  Whatever you want.  What about dessert?”

“It’s no big deal.  We will just go crash the “late dining” and find us an empty table…”

When the Head Waiter determined that all that was needed was a couple of desserts he simply raised his hand.  Eder seemed to appear out of nowhere... somehow intuitively knowing to bring two Dessert Menus.   The Head Waiter confirmed the order: Two pieces of Key Lime pie.  Balance had been restored to the Tides Dining Room. 

So... Joni and I sat and visited, and laughed, and swapped dance stories, and ate Key Lime Pie with the Russells.  Truly, this is on of the joys of cruising.  Perhaps we will meet Jim and Pat again, on some cruise ship dance floor, sailing across the vastness of the Sea.

Friday, March 7, 2014

MORE GREAT FOOD

Thursday night was "Lobster Night".  The food is fantastic everyday, but it seems as though the night they serve Lobster is always a very popular night.

I started the evening meal with Roasted Peach Soup.  If you have never roasted fresh peaches on an outdoor grill in the summertime, you have no point of reference for the decadent flavor that comes from an ordinary peach when it is slow roasted over a flame.  It is like nothing else I've ever tasted.  Delicious beyond description.  Especially when served warm with cold Breyers vanilla ice cream.  Well, this soup, served chilled, captured that amazing flavor.


BROILED LOBSTER TAIL
And then the lobster arrived.  I will say that in comparison to the other ships on which I've cruised, RC has the very best lobster.  It was a very generous size and it was broiled perfectly; not over cooked and tough.  No, this was really very delicious.

Dessert was a Grand Marnier Souffle with a small scoop of vanilla ice cream.

Friday was our one and only Sea Day.  Truly the days spent entirely at Sea are my favorite of all.  There is nothing quite like it.

Lunch was on what is called on some ships the Lido Deck.  Surrounded by blue sea, we enjoyed BBQ chicken and beef ribs.  I tried a dessert called Clafouti, which is a french custard topped with fresh blueberries.  How do you say, "Yum", in French?


CLAFOUTI
A PERFECT PLACE FOR LUNCH



Dinner was again, one of my very favorite meals; Roasted Lamb Shank.  It was served with a roasted pumpkin and Cabernet sauce.  Simply amazing; rich and satisfying. Appetizer: another chilled soup; Pineapple and Lychee Soup.  Dessert: Key Lime Pie.

MY FAVORITE LUNCH

I don't remember what day it was served, I think perhaps Monday, in the Windjammer Buffet they featured Oxtail Stew.  My, oh my.  It was so delicious I had it for DESSERT!  Fall off the bone tender.  Full of that rich beef flavor that can only be found in a cut such as oxtails.  At home I usually fix oxtails with more allspice than what I detected in this stew, but I must admit that I'm a huge fan of allspice, and probably tend to over use it.  Trust me... I'm not complaining.  It was very, very good.  A wonderful lunch....


OXTAIL STEW

IMPORTANT BARBADOS INFO: SI ROBERTSON WON'T BE HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY

IMPORTANT BARBADOS NOTE #1: 
Barbados Clothing Note:  Do NOT wear any camo clothing on Barbados.  Not shirts.  Not pants.  No camo belts, bandandas.  NO CAMO.  It is illegal, and there is much online to indicate they take this matter seriously and do enforce this law.

IMPORTANT BARBADOS NOTE #2:

Prices in Barbados are normally shown in BARBADOS DOLLARS!   The exchange rate is 2 B$ for 1 US$.

BABADOS: I’LL BE BACK

I will come back to this place. 

For many years, 7 Mile Beach on Grand Cayman Island has been the standard by which I measured all other beaches.  Its beautiful sand and gentle surf were ever in my mind as the perfect conditions for a day beneath a tropical sun.  The color of the water seemed even to my color blind eyes a pleasure.  And yet, today I learned that a greater perfection existed.  


Today I experienced a beach that defies my ability as a wordsmith to explain.  I will try, but fail.   I will in vain search through the vocabulary of man to describe a place that seems made by the Divine.  You think I exaggerate, but I do not.  This place… this beach… is found on a 166 square mile island paradise called Barbados.  The beach: Brownes Beach which overlooks pristine Carlisle Bay.

BROWNES BEACH - BARBADOS
The sand was like walking in sugar… soft white sugar.  Never before have I walked on a sun soaked beach on an 87 degree day where the sand was “cool” beneath my feet.  I know it sounds impossible, right?  But it was cool… it really was.  I don’t know how.  It just was.  I did hear someone say that it is because the sand is so perfectly white.  It absorbs very little heat, but rather, it reflects it back to the sky.  Whatever the reason, I do not care.  I just want to come back to this amazing place.  Again.  And again… and again.


And the colors… Please note: I’m am medically certifiable color blind… but the colors were like nothing I have ever seen before.  The white sand clearly visible beneath the crystal surf, then somehow turning a light bluish silver, and then as if painted by God himself, I saw strand after strand of ever darkening shades of blue like I have never seen before.  All of this ending in a stripe of brilliant dark blue drawn directly beneath a beautiful light blue sky dotted with perfectly white puffs of clouds.  I will come back to this place.



As I lounged under a dark green canvas umbrella, I could smell lobster being grilled at Lobster Alive, a small beachfront cafĂ© that had provided us with a couple of lounges and the umbrella for the price of… are you ready for this?...  $15 dollars US!!!  This included discounts on drinks, access to the necessary rooms.  Fifteen Bucks!!!  I will come back to this place.



THE VIEW FROM UNDER MY HAT - I THINK I'LL TAKE A NAP
Now here is the scoop if you are considering going to Browns Beach.  Your taxi ride will cost you $5 per person each way.  And… they will drop you off at a place called the Boatyard. The Boatyard is a beachfront restaurant that will offer you a bunch of “stuff” for a whole lot more money.  But… if you are willing to walk just a 1 minute stroll down the street from the Boatyard you will find Lobster Alive.  There you will find someone who is eager to get you “set-up” for your day at the beach.  Simple as that. 

For your return to the ship, no worries.  As a matter of fact, as Joni and I were gathering up our stuff getting ready to return to the ship, I put my arms around Joni and gave her a kiss.  It was then that I heard someone saying, in clearly a Barbadian accent, “Hey!  Romeo and Juliet.  Do you need a taxi back to the ship?”   It took us a moment, and then we realized that he was talking to us.

“Yes.  Sure”, was our embarrassed response. 

Simple as that, and we were on our way back. 

This might be a good place to comment about taxi drivers.  Some drivers seem processed of the Devil, because they drive like the notable “bat out of Hell”; like the one we had several years ago on a ride from Miami International Airport (MIA) to the Holiday Inn across the street from the Port.  I distinctly remember looking up at the speedometer and seeing the needle at 70 mph as we entered a tight curving exit ramp that was clearly marked 25 MPH!!!!

However, there are more great ones than bad ones, and the young Barbadian driver who would take us back to the Jewel of the Seas was, as we say back home, “A hoot!”  He cheerfully got us in this van, and easily headed back to the ship, singing as he drove down the clean and beautiful streets of this vibrant tropical city.  When suddenly… he stopped.  Right in the middle of the street.  He just slowed down and stopped.

For what, you ask.  It seemed as though he had spotted a pretty young women walking down the sidewalk.  He leaned out the window and said, “Excuse me, but could you please give me directions?”

She gave him an odd look and replied, “Directions?”

To which he, with a bright smile said, “Yes, directions.  Can you tell me the quickest way to your heart?”

This guy was in a league of his own.  She smiled back at him, shook her head in flirtatious disbelief and walked away…  And we were then back on our way back to the Jewel.