Just returned from a 7-day cruise to Western Caribbean. The Dream is a beautiful ship. We sailed from Canaveral on the waves of Tropical Storm Debbie.
The ship was large enough (or either we were in low enough quarters) to avoid the motion usually associated with a storm. It was our first time in an inside cabin, but really didn't notice. We stayed in the cabin only for sleep.
We were very disappointed with the dining room. Our first night, we sat for 2 hours and 45 minutes for inferior, luke-warm food. We ate on the Lido deck the rest of the cruise. This may be the first cruise ever where I lost weight. The buffet food was not hot or appetizing.
The steward for our cabin was lazy and performed his duties with an uncaring attitude and with little effort. We overheard his being scolded by a superior because of his lack of effort, but apparently it did no good. He even walked into our room twice while we were in there.
Loved the room service, though. It More
was prompt and tasty, especially the cookies!
We will probably look to sail with another ship next time. This ship was too large and too impersonal. Less
The poverty of this port is beyond depressing. We rode with a tour through the dregs of the city. It was heartbreaking. Once out of the city, we traveled through nondescript landscape to the hillsides. Our tour was cave-tubing. The trek through the jungle was beautiful, but at a breakneck speed, as we were leaving the port behind schedule. The tour guide actually left my friend and me far behind. A fellow passenger heard our calls for help, and came back to assist us through a dark cave. The walk (or jog) took us about 30 minutes. When we arrived at the river, we were asked to hold each other's feet under our arms for safety. It would have been much more comfortable if the tubes were held together with bungee cords. This was very uncomfortable for those of us who have joint problems. Even with the undesirable conditions, the cave-tubing is not to be missed. It was a great experience.
Costa Maya is a party port. The port is beautiful with a pool surrounded by stores and restaurants. We rented a gold cart from a tour company standing just inside the port. We drove into the nearby fishing village and took some great pictures of the area. The only problem was that when we stopped to get a good picture, the golf cart would cut off and struggle to start back. We parked at the Tequila Bar for a drink and sit on the beach. When we started back for the port, the cart wouldn't start. We had the proprietor of the bar call the tour company, and within minutes, another golf cart was delivered and we returned to the port and its shopping. This was a very good use of our time in Costa Maya.
We decided to spend the day right near the port to shop and then get back on the ship for the rest of the day. After wandering the shops, we stopped into Pancho's Backyard for a drink. The atmosphere and servers were so wonderful, we stayed much longer than we had planned. The margaritas were the best ever. We had chips and salsa and cheese dip. It was a great snack. After that, we shopped the area, then headed back to the ship. No need to pay $50 for an all-inclusive day at a resort when you can have it all right at the port.
Booked a private tour deiver with Victor Bodden. Our driver took us to a beach where the road was being completely reworked. There was no coral, no fish, loud machines, dust, mud and even those tubes they place in water to keep oil and such out of the sea. How disappointing!! Our driver was not very truthful. He took us to a small roadside souvenier stand where he told us the locals made the objects they were selling. Those same objects were sold in the port as well as several other ports. We mentioned several times that we wanted to go to West Bay, but we never got there. He took us to a restaurant where we waited an hour to be served very poor food. My friend's burger was totally uncooked inside. The proprietor spent his time serving large groups or spending time with them on the beachside dining area. We were taken through his village to show us the houses where his seven children lived. Once we had to make a detour so he could give a lady a key.On the way back to the ship, our car blew out the AC. We rode the rest of the way with windows down and a surly driver.