Roughly six years ago, I took my first cruise and I can distinctly recall declaring that it would be my last. As luck and life would have it, I am eating my words. I think sometimes when we have time to look back on things and the resulting decisions, your vision becomes a little less myopic.
You began to realize that your position on certain things may need to be challenged. I’m a planner. I like to make lists and stick to them. This is not to say that I am rigid, but I like to have a set itinerary that matches the goals that I hope to accomplish while I am traveling. I’ve been known to take copious notes about my destination and transplant them to an Outlook calendar that span the length of said trip.
Thankfully, the invention of Tripit! made my life a whole lot easier, so I was finally able to say goodbye to Outlook. This is not to say that I can’t be spontaneous just because I’ve plotted out the perfect time to do just that on my calendar. I can be. I just need to make sure that I don’t miss out on important things to do while I am there.
Now, back to the cruise dilemma. I had come to the realization that I am indeed a control freak. I like to make my own plans when I travel and I felt the cruise director was overstepping his bounds. Alas, I was a captive audience, so I had to participate in whatever he had planned for said cruise. If I am honest, I have to admit that I did enjoy myself.
There was also an inexplicable relief in not having to arrange, plan and execute every aspect of my trip. I could just sit back, relax and (egad!) do nothing! I wasn’t familiar with that reality and I didn’t quite know where to turn. I think I was kind of mad that I did enjoy it and couldn’t really give myself credit for it. The Carnival Liberty wasn’t half bad. The food was ubiquitous and really good, the shows were top notch, the slot machines paid off (most of the time) and the crew was friendly and very helpful.