I've returned from my cruising adventure with Iva Mae - pictured here in downtown Ensendada. It was great to have some quality time with Mom and experience new things together. I've got a boat-load (ha!) of photos but here's a quick report.
We met a lot of nice folks and many regular "cruisers" addicted to this mode of travel. I'm 99.9% certain that this is not going to be me. I loved being on the ocean and going to a different country without getting on a plane but there was something about it that felt forcibly planned. I'm not one for big group travel so this was a first for me; overall, I prefer to get dirty when I am on vacation.
The food was great though it often felt like the day's activities were centered around eating. Which brings me to an observation that Mom and I both picked up. There are A LOT of fat people who go on cruises. I don't mean chubby, I mean obese. For some reason, the great majority of them were women and it made me both sad and irritated. I'm not exactly svelte but I try not to take up more than my share of airspace.
One day, we met two very nice ladies who could barely fit in their chairs at lunch. We listened to them complain about how little room they had in their shared stateroom, their bathroom and especially the shower and we could only nod in polite agreement, our eyes wide, just trying to imagine it. When we back to our room, we measured the space, as if we were their size, and tried to maneuver with very uncomfortable results.
Question: How does a person not notice that they are 300+ pounds and then complain that the world is too damn small? I don't get it. Time and again, I watched these people go back to the buffet for more. It was an ugly situation - like a page from Animal Farm.
Ironically, most people get off cruises and feel fat and overstuffed. While Mom and I definitely ate more than usual, we got off that ship feeling pretty damn skinny.