Regards...Bob

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Originally posted by Malcolm:
Cruznut, I just had a weird thought! Nobody thinks that they themselves are a passenger from hell.

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Which is why 95% of travelers have never been on and won't take a cruise. Traditional dining is a crap shoot.

Anyplace else onboard you can avoid them.

Stayed away from ships from 1982-1998.

I only had 2 of 8 cruises where there were no majorly obnoxious people.

My previous reviews of of the Regal Empress noted the societal debris that line attracts. Try to find a passenger NOT from hell. Never will sail her again.

I have cruised as a young child and also as an adult. I recall the Olympia had many children and teens. I recall remarking to my sister's teenage friend about her breasts much to her embarrasment.

The Queen Anna Maria; next year's cruise, had a kosher kitchen; the chef ended up chasing out the rabbi with a butcher knife.

The people at the table next to us had a 2 year old girl who would #2 at the end of every dinner and cry loudly. There was a 300 lb woman who wore spandex and complained loudly about everything.

When sailing the Canberra all the families were in one section of the dining room. We had 2 tables near us with constantly shrieking 3 year old boys. One would only eat ravioli, and screamed for such, turns out they had it. Another named Jordan would shriek and his parents would shriek back in Frank and Estelle Costanza style. Ond day my kid sister was misbehaving and I said too loudly "Your manners are as bad as Jordan's"
Jordan's father gave me a dirty look.

My parents who had enough of the "Big Red Boat" prototype next booked the Stella Oceanis, where there were few kids, but many subtle "Hyacinth Bucket" and "George Babbitt" types. No one I recall was spoiling other people's good time.

There was a doctor late in the evening after drinking too much would get up on the bandstand, grab a microphone and sing along off key.

My Sea Breeze cruise was in response to my bad experience with Regal. The people had much better etiquette. Our dinner table had a well meaning but motor mouth stand up comedian type who dominated every conversation. There was a misanthrope who lied about his ivy league credentials, and when found out he sulked at every meal. Guy looked just like actor Wayne Knight and was from Northeast Philadelphia. He was nicknamed 'Newman the NEWT' [acronym for Northeast Philadelphian]

The Rembrandterdam was great except for one luncheon that was right out of a Fellini film. A red-neck Jed Clampett/Snuffy Smith type wearing a DA and a Mickey Mouse undershirt, and his put upon aging 'sock-hop' wife whose hair was a strange shade of aubergine; He kept sending back his food and complained about everything. Across was a black lesbian Joan Armatrading/Tracy Chapman type nurse from Cleveland whom I felt sorry for having to make conversation with him. Wish I could subtitle their words for thoughts, [later she told me she found him comical], me, and a Korean couple. The Koreans found the whole thing amusing as I whispered to them that this
is a Fellini movie.

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Originally posted by topgun:
desirod6, are you that indian I've seen who walks around with a raincloud just over his head?
(just kidding)

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Originally posted by Malcolm:
Cruznut, I just had a weird thought! Nobody thinks that they themselves are a passenger from hell.

Therefore, maybe I am someones elses passenger from hell

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Malcolm

When I see the staff and crew avoiding someone, that's reason enough for me

Regards...Bob

Really to bad when people feel that they own the place and even though they may not be using the space, they certainly don't want anyone else to enjoy themselves. Me, me, me the one prevailing attitude of this type of person.

Cruisin'isstillgreatfun.

After a few years of not cruising, we returned in 1995 with a trip on the Song of America to Bermuda.

At our table for six were a couple of obviosly affluent nouveaux riche Americans. He had apparently come from small beginnings, and was for example in process of aquiring his first corporate jet.

It became obvious early on at the table that we might be in for an interesting time. First signs were the placing of bills between the middle fingers and palming them to the wine waiter when service was rendered. I had not seen this practice in years.

After finding out our nationality he went to great lengths to explain how our country existed because of the goodwill of his own. Particularly he did not do business with us because of the payoffs that were necessary to get any orders.

On International night in the dining room, he casually reached over to the table centerpiece and removed the Canadian flag from the grouping. His comment being something to the point that "they're not significant" anyway.

Tell us, did he chew with his mouth open?
Did he wear 3 gold chains and a pinky ring?
Speak in double negatives?