I love to travel, but I’d be the first to admit it can be stressful and falling out of step with your traveling companion is not all that hard to do. On most of our trips, we can point to the place where things did not go as smoothly as we might have wished. On this Mediterranean Marathon, Monte Carlo was our trouble spot.
For days now, we’d been working hard on having a good time. I had anticipated, by the time we reached this mid-point of the cruise, we’d be in dire need of an easy day. We’d gone back and forth several times on how we should spend the our time.
For the sake of our finances, I had suggested we just do Monte Carlo on our own, since it was a pretty small place. Then, perhaps after dinner, we’d check out the possibility of going to the Casino. Yes, that Casino, where James Bond and various other movie characters so often hang out.
However, Bill always prefers to have a guide for the sake of security. So, we booked a nice bus tour that would end up in Eze, a medieval hilltop town someone had recommended to us. Then, we unbooked it, because an evening event was offered that we couldn’t pass up. We were back to seeing Monte Carlo on our own, if we were going to see it at all.
We decided to play the rest of it by ear, which is always a dangerous thing, but I didn’t know exactly what else to do.
An Easy Morning
Things started out quite well. We slept in a little, enjoyed the buffet for breakfast and then went on a photo safari. This is usually one of our favorite things to do on a cruise. We spend most of our days at sea covering every inch of the ship we have access to, taking lots of pictures and nibbling throughout the dining rooms.
This photo safari started like many others, but we weren’t at sea. We were moored in the harbor of the beautiful principality of Monaco. The gorgeous city of Monte Carlo was beckoning to us. We just weren’t sure what to do about it.
The Dissonance Begins
Suddenly Bill wanted to go ashore. I wanted to accommodate him, but I didn’t have so much as a brochure or map when he began to pepper me with logistical questions. All I could tell him was we were supposed to go to the photo studio in about an hour to see our ceremony pictures and that the evening shore excursion would start shortly after 3:30. He didn’t care about either of those and I didn’t even know exactly what time it was to guess how much time we’d have.
He decided we should go to Guest Relations and see if we could sign up for a shore excursion or get some information. We were standing at the elevator to go up to Guest Relations when I heard a familiar laugh. The door opened up and there were all our friends!
Our friends were headed down to catch one of the tenders and go ashore. Bill and I looked at each other and jumped on the elevator. About all we had were our room cards. I had on what might loosely be called lounging pajamas, a pair of flip flips and not even a touch of makeup. I’d pulled my hair back into a ponytail. Bill had on standard tourist gear and thankfully had his billfold in his pocket.
I tried to get a message to the photographer that we had been kidnapped, but communication is not easy on a cruise ship. Back at the room I might have been able to find a number for her, but we didn’t go by the room. I also had a guide book for Monaco in the room, but it wasn’t doing me much good there.
We were off with nothing that even looked like a plan. I was immediately aware that we were headed for trouble, but I didn’t know of anyway to head it off. Come back next week and see how things pan out.
2 thoughts on “Missteps in Monaco”
When traveling, I quite often fly by the seat of my pants. Usually, it takes me to places I would not otherwise see but most of the time it is enjoyable. You run into problems way too often or perhaps they make for more exciting reading.
My pants fly pretty well, but I’m married to someone who, while fearless in many things, can be a little challenging in others – especially when we travel. I do seem to have a knack for getting into some messes, but this trip took the cake. I’m glad we went and the vow renewal was so special, but given the opportunity to plan it all again I would do something completely different. To begin with, the boat was too big, the itinerary was too busy and we spent way too much money!
I’ll be moving on to our latest trip soon – a sojourn in Arizona. Pretty much everything was perfect – so you can tell me whether a blissful, peaceful escape is as exciting as a challenging tour de force!