My wife and I took the Norwegian Epic out of Port Canaveral on April 7, 2018. I was forewarned that the rooms were poorly lighted (as they were: I did my shaving on the balcony when there was sunlight), that the beds were curved so my feet would hang off the bed (which they did: I’m only five-eleven, but it’s form before function, you know), and that the toilet and shower had opaque doors (tacky but what the hey).
But should you think I’m a jaded traveler (which I am), the ship had many positive features: The theater had no obstructed views and I loved it. The Irish pub is a great place for lunch. The pool tables broke up the long days at sea. The food was tasty. Our room was well tended. Bar staff was generous.
Things I didn’t know:
I've visited Gibraltar before and I've never found it interesting.
We disembarked in Barcelona. It's a nice city with lots of things to see and do. Almost everyone speaks English, so don't sweat the language stuff.
I left my American Express card in a Metro ticket machine and someone turned it over to a ticket agent an hour later. Which reminds me, the American Express credit card is practically useless in Europe. Mastercard became our go-to card in France, Portugal, and Spain.