Last week I wrote about how I was going to be lucky enough to stay on a cruise ship overnight.
Some of my friends said I just wanted an excuse to be smug and that they weren’t jealous at all.
So I suppose I should issue an updated smugness warning for anyone reading on.
In amongst the sumptuous five-course dinners, the eggs Benedict for breakfast, the four-course lunches and as much free drink as you could stand, visiting the cruise ship for its naming ceremony was actually really, really boring.
Okay, I’m lying. It couldn’t have been boring if it tried. I had a better time than I could imagine and I’m very jealous of the 550 people currently on board Voyager heading to Barbados.
Next time I’m stowing away.