Rockin' and rollin' cross the Atlantic Dec. 2-12 on the Pearl Awhile back I had the chance to book a nice balcony on the Dec. 18th Pearl 4 nighter and looked forward to sailing with DH for a few nights pre-Christmas . But when the opportunity to jump on a special for the TA came along, I decided to try my first crossing ever - solo. DH was not foolish enough to become a Mad Mariner and stayed home trying to keep his eye on the horizon instead of Shoreguy's pictures.
By now you've all probably read about our adventures through Hurricane Olda with a top gust of 148 knots (I think that's somewhere around 175-180mph, I don't dare look it up!) As the Captain explained we had 4 solid hours of around 107 knots and I do believe it when our valiant Captain said he didn't get off the bridge for 3 days.
The sun peeked out at us one day with outside decks finally open, but it was to be a short-lived romance with the sun. We encountered yet another hurricane and basically got used to activities having to be cancelled as we found a bit of levity in trivia 3x a day! Life could be worse than sitting in the beautiful Crystal Atrium, decorated in all its holiday splendor, listening to the soulful ballads of Trio Los Amigos from 11 am 1 pm everyday trying to forget about sensitive stomachs.