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Final Review: MSC Grandiosa Mediterranean Cruise

We started this early in the process (though we added throughout the cruise) in hopes it would free us up to be less complainy in the day-to-day posts.

So. Yeah.

On our first full day on board, we had gone to the show. You know, the one that was included but we needed to reserve seats for it (there’s no popping in to check things out and see if you’re interested, on this ship) because monstrosity?

They started the show 4 minutes early. Which would not be bad in itself, but not everyone had arrived and was seated. They continued to let people in after it started, but they didn’t make any efforts to organize getting people to seats. Continue reading “Final Review: MSC Grandiosa Mediterranean Cruise”

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Cruise Day 7: Genoa

Our meeting for the morning isn’t until 9:15am. Such luxury!

I slept most of the previous 14 hours (S got up at some point to eat and read). We both sound like death warmed over. I can’t decide if I have a new cold or if I’ve relapsed. S thinks it’s something she (we) caught on the plane.

In any case… Continue reading “Cruise Day 7: Genoa”

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Cruise Day 4: At Sea

It was S’s turn not to sleep well last night.

It’s the only At-Sea day for this cruise. For the most part, on board activities are pretty much the same as any other day. So, not a lot that’s holding our attention.

They do have a behind the scenes tour. S did this when she went to Alaska with Princess last year. We sign up. Continue reading “Cruise Day 4: At Sea”

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Cruise Day 3: Malta

I don’t sleep well, but no matter. It’s an early morning (breakfast in our room again) so we can make it to our tour in Malta.

We start with a harbor cruise, seeing the fortifications of this city.

There are two harbors in Valletta, and to get from one to the other we have to go out into rougher seas. S and I think it’s great fun, but there are some stressed people on the tour!

After the harbor tour, we visit a glassworks shop and then stroll down the waterfront to sample the local flavors — appetizers and wine.

Then we are back toward the ship, getting on board for a more substantial lunch, a good book, and a view of the port.

Summary: I really like the feel of Malta.

Also a call made to wish happy birthday to my Sweet Pea (IRL)

A good book gives way to a good nap.

Leisurely afternoon on board. Dinner just a nibble. Cirque de Soleil tickets acquired for our final night on board.

Then a quiet(ish) corner of the ship to read and watch the world go by.

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Cruise Day 2: Palermo

S is up in the small hours and creeps out to read for a while. I wait it out and go back to sleep.

The breakfast we ordered in arrives 30 minutes early. No worries, our jammies are company- friendly.

We can feel the ship making small adjustments for the docking procedure. Over coffee & hot chocolate we grin that of course they’d be extra careful – they hit a dock here a few weeks ago. The rear of the ship bears the signs of the repair.

Continue reading “Cruise Day 2: Palermo”

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Day 10: (Port Kelang) Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

The port where we’ve docked is a good hour from Kuala Lumpur proper, so there’s ample opportunity to nod off en route.

But I wake up in time to see the city, the old train station, the national mosque, the war memorial and museum visit. And of course, to see the towers.

(G had already done this tour, so he really didn’t need to come do it again. But I’m on it, so he signed up again. Did I mention, likes me lilbit? – More than a little, and a lot more than like, he says.)

As usual, because of the long ride and the full itinerary, everything we stop to do is a big rush.

Back on board the ship, we head to our cabins – no socializing this afternoon … It’s packing night. I’m carrying off (which I debate briefly but ultimately decide is the only way I’m getting everything off the ship). I get squared away, showered and dressed for dinner, when G calls to say that T has invited everyone to come down and meet for drinks before dinner.

I buy everyone a round, and we all have a great time hanging out.

Then we go for a final dinner (or is it last supper?) The one that seems less “forever.”

Afterward we all go to the last show which is really quite awful but none of us is willing to leave the group to skip out.

Finally that torture ends, and we say our goodbyes, give hugs, and surprisingly manage not to cry all over each other.

Because all these initials I’ve been using don’t do them justice: Trudy, Greg, Viviana, Andy, Patricia, Suzanne. May we all meet again. ❤️