first ten days on the Oosterdam
Friday 27th November
What a very civilised embarkation. Caught the bus from the
airport and was whisked down to the docks, and immediately taken through for
registration. Then we waited, using the free Wi-Fi and making calls to Iris and
Gwen, Judith’s mum, before settling down and relaxing. At 11.30 we were the
first to board. First time ever whilst cruising, the cabins were already. So we
dropped everything off. The cabin was very spacious with plenty of shelving and
wardrobe space. It also had a bath with a shower over. Brilliant.
The other welcome addition was their so called Explorer. A
detailed guide to the cruise, with everything you could wish to know.
Itinerary, dress code for the cruise, maps of each destination, excursions
available, restaurants, what to see, shops. Plus what is available on the ship.
An amazing bit of handy information. All cruises should have them.
Unfortunately things seemed to head in a downward spiral
from then on. Went up to deck ten for a drink. The two staff behind the bar
disappeared into a back room and the other member of stuff was chatting to
customers totally oblivious to our needs. We waited until he had finished but
he just turned away, looked at his watch and disappeared. At which point l
headed up to the storeroom and requested serving. A barman popped his head out,
and called the server back to serve us.
HAD HIGH EXPECTATIONS WHEN IT CAME TO DINNER. But these were
soon squashed. Ordered scallop starter, received two small scallops no bigger
than a 25p coin. The whole dish could have fitted onto a 50 pence piece.
The main course was snapper, which was overcooked and curled
up. Should have sent it back, but when you are on a large table you don’t want
to be seen to cause a fuss. The only good course, was the cheese. Good
selection, but we had to attract someone’s attention to bring bread and
crackers to go with it.
The staff rushed around without any real care and attention.
It was an attitude of let’s get finished.
Noticed that the stairwell carpets are dirty no matter what
time you use them. And you never see anyone sterilising the hand rails,
something that was continually done by NCL on our two week cruise from the UK
to Tampa.
Whilst comparing two cruise lines, the staff on H&A are
not a patch on those at NCL. No one looks you in the eye, or greats you, tables
in the buffet restaurant are often dirty, with piles of dirties stacked to
overflowing on the trays. Have not seen any supervisors checking on the
service, clearing or replenishing napkins and cutlery. The hotel director, food
manager and all the food supervisors made it their job to talk to the guests at
every available moment on NCL. In fact
here we often have to clear our own tables and go and find someone to wipe a
table before you can sit down.
The show was OK, but nothing special, although the band was
excellent. The dancers were an absolute joke. Seen better at an infant’s school
during drama class.
The piano bar was outstanding, up-tempo and fun, but the
piece de resistance was the blues band in the B.B Kings Blues Club. They were
truly magnificent. Lively, talented and crowd pleasing.
So all in all a mixed bag on our first day on board the
H&A ship.
Unbeknown to us there was worst is to come. We put our head
down at 11pm. The noise and vibration in our room fluctuated, but never stopped
all night. It was horrendous, the vibration went all the way up through the bed
an into the ear, making it sound like you were in an engineering workshop.
Neither of us slept a wink.
Saturday 28th November
At 7am l went to the desk to complain and asked to be moved.
He typed into the machine and said he would get something organised.
At 11am l went to the desk to see what was happening, only
to be told that the person had only registered that there was a noise in our
room. Great communication!
The girl didn’t really take me seriously, she said she would
get someone to come down to check out the noise. At this point I did get rather
annoyed. So l reiterated it was only when the ship was making headway, not
whilst it was at anchor. She didn’t understand that we would not want to stay
21 nights in a room where we could not sleep.
That was until l told her that if nothing was sorted we
would leave at the end of the 9 days and expect a refund for the second half of
the cruise. I made it quite clear that l
wasn’t wanting an upgrade, happy to have an inside cabin as long as it was
quiet and didn’t suffer from this incessant machinery noise. We were only
asking for our basic rudimentary needs to be fulfilled, that of being able to
have a good night’s sleep.
She said nothing could be done as the ship was full,
although l did overhear a women bring back a cabin key after a room change.
Nevertheless the supervisor said she would personally come
and check out the noise later that night, and she also advised me that they had
already contacted the head office in Florida to see if a room change could be
made for the second half of the cruise. Then she handed over a packet
containing two earplugs. Not a great confidence builder.
We had to wait and see what materialises.
We waited aNd we
waited. nothing happened!
Bleary eyed from lack of sleep we got on the tender and
headed onto a spit of land called Half Moon Cay, a man made resort just for the
cruise lines. We had a walk about, but both of us were totally shattered after
having no sleep the night before, and it wasn’t long before we headed back to
the ship.
Sunday 29th
Up and totally refreshed. Breakfast was excellent on all
fronts, food, variety and service including supervision. Could it be that the
lack of sleep coloured our view of what was on offer?
People were clearing tables, running around for people,
topping up coffee, getting juices. In fact being very attentive to people’s
needs. Staff behind the counter making
omelettes were singing and bantering with the guests in a pleasant manner.
Boys were polishing the handrails and cleaning carpets. The
staff and supervisors had suddenly come to life with more enthusiasm and vigour
in their work. The carpet which we had notice was fraying was being uplifted
and replaced with new. Although in the back of my head l was still worrying
about having to get out of the cabin we were using for sleep.
The buffet had amazing dishes available, and it was
noticeable how much of what was on offer was actually cooked to order. Once
again we went upstairs to the restaurant and a table for two. We were not
disappointed with the food, escargot to start and best end of lamb. Beautiful,
tender and full of flavour. Then into the show before heading back to the room
to catch up on our sleep.
Had dinner in the upmarket restaurant on the second floor,
just a table for two. It was excellent, both service and attention to detail, a
definite improvement on the night before.
At 10pm we were flaking out, so we got into bed. The
thumping was still there, even though the ship was only just crawling and not
running at full speed at this time. So out of bed, dressed and headed for the
front desk. Found a receptionist and got her to come and listen to the noise.
She wouldn’t get onto the bed, possibly thought l may molest her, but she
agreed it was vibrating, she could feel it through her shoes.
She left promising to try and sort something out. Within 15
minutes she was back with a room key for a room we could sleep in, but only
until we got to Bonaire, when it was needed for oncoming guests.
Headed over and found peace, quiet and a really good night’s
sleep. Just like babies in a mother’s arms, but we didn’t require any rocking.
Sunday 29th
Up and totally refreshed. Breakfast was excellent on all
fronts, food, variety and service including supervision. Could it be that the
lack of sleep coloured our view of what was on offer?
People were clearing tables, running around for people,
topping up coffee, getting juices. In fact being very attentive to people’s
needs. Staff behind the counter making
omelettes were singing and bantering with the guests in a pleasant manner.
Boys were polishing the handrails and cleaning carpets. The
staff and supervisors had suddenly come to life with more enthusiasm and vigour
in their work. The carpet which we had notice was fraying was being uplifted
and replaced with new. Although in the back of my head l was still worrying
about having to get out of the cabin we were using for sleep.
The buffet had amazing dishes available, and it was
noticeable how much of what was on offer was actually cooked to order. Once
again we went upstairs to the restaurant and a table for two. We were not
disappointed with the food, escargot to start and best end of lamb. Beautiful,
tender and full of flavour. Then into the show before heading back to the room
to catch up on our sleep.
Sunday 29th Nov and we land at GRAND TURKS.
No tendering today, it was a leisurely stroll off onto the
island. Rather overcast, but the sun soon shone through. The sandy beach was
lined with loungers, hammocks and colourful little huts to keep you out the
heat, but at a price that made you hot under the collar. As you ventured
further away from the pier the air of the place became distinctly more rural
and unkempt and slightly threatening. Although the crew had headed this way for
cheap beer and the use of free internet. I wanted a photo of a rusty hulk that
had sunk at the far end, but unfortunately the view was obscured by a concrete
pier laden with barbed wire to keep people out. But not the local children who
were playing on the rusting hulk.
Once back in the small commercial centre, Judith checked out
the jewellery shops before heading over to the open air space centre museum,
commemorating the first manned space journey by the astronaut John Glenn. He
had come back to earth near Grand Turks and parachuted into the Atlantic sea.
Prior to the advent of communication satellites, the USA used Grand Turks as a
tracking station.
Back on board, we relaxed, walked a little, went to a couple
of computer lectures, one of which was how to make a movie of your photos in a
programme called Movie Maker. Great fun. Once l have down loaded the free
programme will definitely give it a try. Although Judith thinks it’s a little
too Kitsch. We will see.
Then before we know it, its Happy Hour. More dirty martini’s
and wine for Judith, few canapés whilst looking at the varied seabirds diving
in to collect their supper.
We have sussed how to manage the system in the restaurant.
Starter portions are miniscule, although exceedingly tasty. So we order two,
followed by a main course, but without the rice, pearl barley or pasta,
substituting a gloriously crispy Caesar salad under the chosen main dish of
fish or meat along with a baked potato smothered in sour cream.
From here, we go up to the buffet for a strong coffee and a
small meringue or a little cheese, or perhaps a little cookie. Depending on our
wants and desires.
We stroll around to the theatre and fall off our seats
laughing with the comedian/ impressionist, who was tremendously, stomach
achingly funny.
Monday 30th November sailing into SAMANA Dominican Republic.
It’s a fast day, so up early for our bowl of fruit and
muesli, plus a large coffee. Then its two miles round the deck, watching the
small islands go by.
Back to our cabin to shower and change in preparation of
getting off the ship. But the phone goes. Great news, we can move into the
other cabin that we are using to sleep in for the remainder of this first leg
of the cruise. Then we are to move to another room, further along the ship. An
upgrade they say. The morning is therefore rescheduled and adjusted to enable
us to move everything into the new cabin. The mind can now totally relax.
We walked along the front of SAMANA, definitely a third
world country, or at least this part of the Dominican Republic. It was what l
would call edgy and intimidating. Streets were dirty, people pushy, traffic
chaotic. Most of the cruise trips where to the luxury resorts. A place of the
haves and the have nots. The latter being resentful, understandingly.
Home on board the tranquillity of the ship. But on this
occasion it wasn’t more food and drink as it was a fast day.
At six we eat our salad and freshly grilled salmon washed
down with our second coffee of the day.
Then it’s more relaxing before heading for the show. A
saxophonist. He was a great musician, but rather to bible belt and sugary for
me.
Then it’s off to bed to read.
Tuesday 1st December A Sea
Gets boring, the same old thing, but it isn’t. There is
always something different to do and see. Finished another book, brought my
blog up to date, ate plenty of food. Indonesian buffet lunch followed by a tour
of the kitchens. Interesting, and the facts and figure would astound.
Into the cinema, large loungers with popcorn on hand and an
excellent movie Mr Holmes with Ian Mc Kellan playing the aging Sherlock Holmes.
Brilliant story.
Before we know it, its happy hour again. Not really an
alcoholic, but these dirty martin’s are excellent. Especially with a backdrop
of sea birds diving and the waves lapping against the islands as we cruise by.
Dinner of prosciutto with melon, must be back in the Charente, followed by brie
cooked in filo pastry and then Judith opted for giant shrimp cooked in garlic
on a Caesar salad and l, boringly had the roast turkey. But it was moist, tasty
and tender. In fact, perhaps the best Turkey l have ever tasted.
Another two miles round the deck before changing and going
into see the show. Juggler, comedian and singer. Surprisingly good.
Drink and bedtime. Such a busy life we have.
Wednesday
2nd December BONAIRE
Thursday 3rd December 2015 WILLEMSTEAD, CURACAO.
Up at 7am for breakfast. Just fruit. It’s a fast day, so we
are down to 500 calories for the day with a 12 hour gap in-between meals.
After a strong cup of coffee, we head down to the promenade
deck and walk two miles, after which we head down to the cabin for a shower.
Then it’s off into Curacao, a real Dutch enclave, with
brightly coloured houses, ancient fortifications and the oldest synagogue in
the Americas.
Judith managed to find some
good deals in the jewellery shops
Next visit is Aruba
Shower and head out to town, and its hot, yet rather overcast.
Not that it matters. Helps keep the burning sun off the body. We lurch from
air-conditioned jewellery shop to another. Not that we need anything, but it’s good to look and
check the prices out. Judith has a penchant for H Stern, John Hardy, Amur, Effy
and Charles Albert so we are always on the lookout for a good deal. The other
reason is that we are seeking out Wifi. This place is definitely bereft of a
connection, unlike Curacao that provided it foc around the port. We eventually
found internet at Little Switzerland, when Judith purchased a small
commemorative bracelet. The little stewards had also found the connection at
Starbucks , up by the marina. We had been near it but seemed to miss it
somehow. Possibly because l was so busy talking to the sport fisherman who had
just arrived with their catch of Mahi Mahi. They charge between 400 and 450
dollars per four hour trip, but that is for 5 and 6 people respectively. The
only down side is that they leave at 7am, and the cruise ship is often not docked
by then.
Get back for a late lunch, and as usual the selection is
amazing. Sushi, oriental dishes, four of them, salads galore, roast sirloin,
brisket, spicy chicken, fish and chips, Italian pasta, freshly cooked,
vegetable burgers along with chicken and traditional burgers. The list goes on
and on. So much to choose from.
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