We can just make out the name |
In fact, and it hurts me to say this, the French cruise ship that was also moored there put the QE to shame. And Yes, as well as having hefty engines, it really was a sailing ship. It was truly, breathtakingly, beautiful, not like Cunard's luxury outsize shoebox. I know which I'd rather be on if I had to go on a holiday for battery hens. What is the attraction of being shuttled around from city to city on an outsized shopping mall anyway? It beats me.
L´élégance, ma p'tite choux |
"Yeah, well I work for Cunard, innit?"
Jean Louis' mournful rejoinder came back
"So do I. And I work longer hours, but I don't get half of what you do!"
If you didn't get it, read it out loud and you might just enjoy it. OK, It's an old joke, but hey, it deserved an airing and the bracing air of Cádiz this morning most certainly blew away the cobwebs.
I have never been on a cruise though people I know have done so and enjoyed it. It presumably requires the right temperament and I don't think I possess it.
ReplyDeleteTravel on an ocean liner has a romantic aura to it, enhanced by old-time pictures of the great ships of the past, but nostalgia infuses things - especially things one has never actually experienced - with magical glow.
When young, I did briefly think of a career on cruise ships, perhaps as purser or something similar, but life carried me in other directions.