Why my first cruise is destined to be my last……

My initial impression of cruising as a potential vacation option wasn't a very positive one. I envisioned myself being held captive by the crescendoing waves of an aqueous prison with the ship's captain as the warden. It was as ominous as the doomed band playing on the lido deck while the Titanic sank and those images played over and over in my mind like a piece of celluloid film stuck in an old Bell and Howell. Not that I have a fear of drowning, it was more so a fear of confinement......of being stuck with no opportunity for my feet to touch terra firma.

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