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This was the cruise from Hell. We were told that Categories 11 & 12 would be escorted to the VIP Skipper's Lounge with our bags from the curb and then to our room. Not the case at all. We were met by a porter as soon as we arrived and he advised us to tip him and he would take care of everything. We NEVER saw him again and the bags were promptly loaded onto the bag cart with the rest of them that arrived several hours later to our room. The lounge turned out to be an office with a desk to sit at instead of a counter to stand at while answering questions and giving credit card info for the sign and sail card. After the boat drill, we decided to visit the Lido deck for the departure and "fun." We were shoved a Rum Punch and a ticket to sign to the tune of $6.25 apiece. On Sunday, near this same area, bees were swarming and parked on the soft drink overflow trap. The employees just kind of stood around like it was a novelty. I doubt that it was since they sail twice a week and this was probably a normal occurrence. The publicized 24 hour Ice Cream Parlor consisted of a stack of cones and a soft serve machine. Our suite was lovely and the steward, very friendly. Thank goodness for the verandah that we used in the middle of the night to warm up. The rooms were extremely cold and there were no thermostats. By the way, no clocks or radios, so you'd better take your own. We received turn down service and a mint nightly. Who said something about chocolate chip cookies? (professional review) I never saw any. People were sleeping in the terry cloth bathrobes and using the extra duvets in the closet and were still cold. Dinner was the only meal with an assigned table. Everything else was open seating and the menu was VERY limited. Dinner was the best meal of all and nothing that outstanding. The dinner staff was very nice. Never could figure out what the Maitre'd was actually doing, other than making an announcement each night, since our tables were already assigned. He wanted a tip though and had envelopes placed in each stateroom. $10 per day, per person was automatically charged for gratuities to the wait staff and room steward. We arrived at Nassau at 8:00am, but the stores didn't open until around 10. The perfume was more expensive than what we pay in US department stores and certainly more than we pay at the perfume warehouses. We opted to do what is called "self assisted debarkation." Unless you are triathlon trained, forget about it. We were told to bring all of our luggage to a designated lounge on Hollywood Blvd. along with our customs form, proof of citizenship, ID and Sign & Sail cards all in hand. At the appointed time, a group of Carnival employees told us to drag our luggage down two flights of stairs and through the Empress level where we finally presented the sign and sail for closing. We then had to get on an escalator with the luggage and go down another level and through a maze of lanes to a customs inspector for a brief interview. We were not allowed to use the elevators until after that was over. By that time, we didn't need an elevator, we needed a stretcher. We will take another cruise, but it will never be on Carnival. As my husband put it, this was a stickup without a weapon.

Carnival Fascination - Bahamas

Carnival Fascination Cruise Review by Janet Jordan

Trip Details
  • Sail Date: September 2004
  • Destination: Bahamas
This was the cruise from Hell. We were told that Categories 11 & 12 would be escorted to the VIP Skipper's Lounge with our bags from the curb and then to our room. Not the case at all. We were met by a porter as soon as we arrived and he advised us to tip him and he would take care of everything. We NEVER saw him again and the bags were promptly loaded onto the bag cart with the rest of them that arrived several hours later to our room. The lounge turned out to be an office with a desk to sit at instead of a counter to stand at while answering questions and giving credit card info for the sign and sail card.
After the boat drill, we decided to visit the Lido deck for the departure and "fun." We were shoved a Rum Punch and a ticket to sign to the tune of $6.25 apiece. On Sunday, near this same area, bees were swarming and parked on the soft drink overflow trap. The employees just kind of stood around like it was a novelty. I doubt that it was since they sail twice a week and this was probably a normal occurrence. The publicized 24 hour Ice Cream Parlor consisted of a stack of cones and a soft serve machine.
Our suite was lovely and the steward, very friendly. Thank goodness for the verandah that we used in the middle of the night to warm up. The rooms were extremely cold and there were no thermostats. By the way, no clocks or radios, so you'd better take your own. We received turn down service and a mint nightly. Who said something about chocolate chip cookies? (professional review) I never saw any. People were sleeping in the terry cloth bathrobes and using the extra duvets in the closet and were still cold.
Dinner was the only meal with an assigned table. Everything else was open seating and the menu was VERY limited. Dinner was the best meal of all and nothing that outstanding. The dinner staff was very nice. Never could figure out what the Maitre'd was actually doing, other than making an announcement each night, since our tables were already assigned. He wanted a tip though and had envelopes placed in each stateroom. $10 per day, per person was automatically charged for gratuities to the wait staff and room steward.
We arrived at Nassau at 8:00am, but the stores didn't open until around 10. The perfume was more expensive than what we pay in US department stores and certainly more than we pay at the perfume warehouses.
We opted to do what is called "self assisted debarkation." Unless you are triathlon trained, forget about it. We were told to bring all of our luggage to a designated lounge on Hollywood Blvd. along with our customs form, proof of citizenship, ID and Sign & Sail cards all in hand. At the appointed time, a group of Carnival employees told us to drag our luggage down two flights of stairs and through the Empress level where we finally presented the sign and sail for closing. We then had to get on an escalator with the luggage and go down another level and through a maze of lanes to a customs inspector for a brief interview. We were not allowed to use the elevators until after that was over. By that time, we didn't need an elevator, we needed a stretcher.
We will take another cruise, but it will never be on Carnival. As my husband put it, this was a stickup without a weapon.
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