Tempest In A Teapot

Golden Princess is doing her thing. We are underway. We are fed, warm, and the night is partially completed. Stop.

The terminal seemed nearly empty as we arrived at the port. Was everyone else already on board? Who knows? The customary crowd simply was not there. Half a dozen red caps raced toward us to take our check ins, three pieces of luggage. Then our speedy shuffle through the several steps involved between sidewalk and ship deck. Knowing this ship as we do, it was a simple matter to reach our stateroom. Inside, a colourful floral arrangement awaited us - a gift from Peggy, Buck and A.J., Susan. An excellent start for this holiday; what could go wrong?

The stateroom door is too narrow for my walker.

Only one of the three pieces of luggage made it by the time we had to go to dinner.

Second piece arrived while we were at dinner. Thoroughly destroyed. Content was fine and nothing missing, but this luggage will never make it for homegoing, let alone for another trip.

It seems our third checked piece of luggage has disappeared. Dan has had multiple conversations with Customer Services and was accompanied to the ship's graveyard for such items. Neither of the two items there was ours.

We're doing relatively well weathering the strong winds and heavy sea. Glad to be on our umpteenth cruise.