Just got back from the July 17 cruise. The second night of the cruise, I was at guest services at 1 AM. A boy came up to the counter. He must have been ten, but he looked more like 8 to me. His mother was supposed to pick him up at the kids club, but never showed. They had paged her repeatedly. He went to his stateroom twice and knocked on the door, but nobody answered. While he was talking to my friend Baxter at guest services, another CM came out from the back room and was shocked he was still there. Apparently, she had tried to help him much earlier. Finally, Baxter called the room and got a hold of the father, who said to send the kid to the room. I was in tears. I felt so bad for this poor child. Did I mention it was 1 AM?!?!?!




