At a late June birthday party for one of my best 4-year-old friends, a fifth grader mentioned that she had just returned from a Carnival cruise from New York to Bermuda and back.
How was it?
“It got rough on the second day.”
Was anyone seasick?
“There was vomit everywhere,” she replied. “They didn’t have any bags, so people were throwing up on the floor, in the stairways. Everywhere.”
How about Bermuda itself?
“We were there for only 8 hours. The beach was nice.”
Related:
- Tempted by the above to go farther south?“Why Waves of Seaweed Have Been Smothering Caribbean Beaches” (Atlantic): “In 2018, as seaweed piled up on beaches throughout the Caribbean, it began to rot. Already stinking and sulfurous, the thick layers began to attract insects and repel tourists. The seaweed—a type of brown algae called sargassum—had grown in the ocean and washed ashore in unprecedented quantities. It prevented fishers from getting into the water, and entangled their nets and propellers. It entangled sea turtles and dolphins, too, fatally preventing them from surfacing for air. It died and sank offshore, smothering seagrass meadows and coral reefs. Barbados declared a national emergency.”
Our tourist board calls it “June Grass”
Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque recurret.
Wall Street keeps telling me to buy CCL stock, the China market will open up blah, blah, blah, thank you 5th grader!
Analysts ever talk about vomit.