A few years ago we did a repositioning cruise from Malaga, Spain to San Juan, Puerto Rico. This particular cruise was in celebration of a significant birthday for Beth but I'm not saying which one.
A repositioning cruise is when they are moving the ship from one home port to another port. These cruises are usually a little longer (15+days), have fewer ports of call and are less expensive.
Our fall cruise from Hawaii to New Zealand was a repositioning cruise. We were on for 33 days but many folks started it in Vancouver at the end of the Alaska cruise season and were on board for around 50 days.
So when we did the one from Malaga we flew over a few days early and enjoyed some time in that region of Spain. Our hotel was in a very convenient location about a mile or so from the cruise terminal.
The morning of the start of the cruise we woke up and could see our ship docked and ready to take us across the Atlantic to San Juan.
We packed and headed toward the ship on a sunny day. Being so close, and given we travel light it was an easy walk that we enjoyed.
As we got to unpacking I realized that I was packed real light because I had left a good bit of my clothes back at the hotel. The ship was leaving in a couple of hours so I hurriedly walked back to retrieve what I had left behind, cursing my stupidity with every step. Thankfully my clothes had been turned in by housekeeping along with a bag full of what looked like old papers that were no longer needed. To lighten my load for the walk of shame back to the ship I discarded the "useless papers" not realizing that our phone and iPad chargers were in the bag. At least we assume they were in the bag because they were never seen again.
Fast forward to yesterday. Our hotel was a little farther from the cruise terminal than we were in Malaga. It was a mostly sunny and cool day, we were traveling light so we walked to the ship.
I was unpacking our clothes while Beth went to make some dinner reservations for us. As I got to the bottom of my clothes I realized there was a significant number of my clothes missing. No way would I be so stupid as to repeat my mistake from a few years earlier! Sadly I came to the conclusion that yes, I had done it again!
Now I could have taken a cab back to the hotel for around $10 but I decided to walk so I would have time to curse and flog myself for this repeated act of stupidity.
Once again, thanks to a nice housekeeper the clothes were turned in to the front desk where I retrieved them. Feeling a little worn from already walking about 10 miles for the day and sufficiently punished I took a cab back to the ship.
There is some good news! At least I didn't throw away the chargers this time and I got the spiffy bag in the picture. I guess it was the prize for stupidest move of the day!
As far as me and Brittany....Oops, we did it again!
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| Spiffy Bag! |
