I have to think that 11 days is about as long as anyone would want to be on a cruise (as a passenger, that is). I got the vibe yesterday that people were winding down. At the farewell show last night, the singer performing “I Will Survive” told the audience to clap and move in their seats, but I think they were clapped and moved out.
Today we had to go through some immigration stuff, but we’re told we’ll only have to do it again when we sign off. It really wasn’t that bad, just unexpected, like the first day we got here. So I only got off in New York for about 25 minutes, but that was long enough to go to an ATM, which was my first priority. I’m told there’s a K-Mart in St. Thomas, so everything else can wait. Ah, the comforts of home.
So the new passengers are boarding now, and we’re back to our lives of anonymity. Now we’re just like everyone else, but with slightly less aimless wandering and food marveling.
The biggest thing I’ve learned during this first cruise is that I have to get more comfortable asking questions. I’ve always been a big fan of memos and notes pinned to my shirt, which is definitely not the way things work here. But I’ve befriended some people who have been very helpful in getting me situtated, and I’m getting better at asking for help.