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RIP our sweet Magic (09/27/10)
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We had a tour planned today with a local provider (not a ships excursion), and we were to meet the guide at 9am at the pier. But, Tuesday was a very late night for us, and before we went to bed, Chris and I decided that we would pass on the tour the next day and just sleep in.
It was about 9am when I woke up, and I went ahead and got ready, then asked Chris to try to reach the girls while I went to find out how to accomplish what I wanted to do that day.
I wanted to take the girls to Maho Beach and then just explore the town of Philipsburg. But without the tour, I wasnt sure how to do this or how much time we needed. I read in the Cruise Compass that the Port & Shopping Guide would be available on the gangway from 8am to 10am, so I rushed down there to talk to someone about the best way to get to Maho.
Ok, much to my surprise, this is where the adventure began. The gangway was on Deck 3, and there is a narrow corridor with an escalator going down. There are no stairs, and no elevator that I could find. I went down the escalator and found an island map first, then I looked up and saw a lady in uniform, who I assumed was the Port & Shopping Guide.
Problem Number 1 She was on the OTHER side of the kiosks where you scan your Seapass card on the way out. My problem was that I didnt want to leave the ship at this time. So I called out to the lady and asked her to come over to me. And she did. And I asked her if we had time to get to Maho Beach and whats the best and safest way to get there.
Problem Number 2 Miss Port & Shopping Guide didnt speak much English. So I dont think she ever really understood exactly what I was asking. She eventually told me (it was close to 10am by now) that we had better hurry if were going because we may not make it back to the ship on time. She said it takes 45 minutes to get there and the same back and sometimes the traffic gets bad and someone almost missed the ship a few cruises ago and. And. And. So I turned to head back up to our cabin to round everyone up, and discovered
Problem Number 3 The only way onto and off of the ship was via the escalator. Yes, THAT escalator. The one in the narrow corridor that was presently only going DOWN. I looked around and assessed my dilemma. The men scanning Seapasses wouldnt make eye contact with me. Miss P&S Guide was of no assistance. I couldnt see any other doors that might lead to stairs or an elevator. And I didnt want to leave the ship, just so I could come back on (assuming there was an entrance gangway somewhere else). There was a kind passenger standing near the stand with all the brochures for discount diamonds at the bottom of the escalator, so I asked her if she saw a way back up. Her reply was no, and my husband couldnt find one either, so he just ran backwards up the escalator to get something we forgot. Good luck with your flip flops.
Lovely. I looked down at my feet and thought for a minute which is less dangerous? Wearing flip flops, or trying this barefoot? Ultimately I decided my cushy flip flops would be more comfortable than bare feet hitting the sharp edges of the brand new escalator. So off I ran UP the DOWN escalator. It was clicking at a pretty quick pace downward, and in order to make any forward progress, you have to run at least 2x if not 3x as fast up as it is going down. Luckily nobody was trying to come down, or I would have had to knock them over. So I trucked it up those escalators, finally reaching the top.
I stopped for a moment and caught my breath, then took the express elevator up to our cabin.
At this time, I was done. I had had my St Maarten adventure, and had gotten my workout in for the day. It was time for either a nap or a frosty beverage. But my crew had other plans
It was about 9am when I woke up, and I went ahead and got ready, then asked Chris to try to reach the girls while I went to find out how to accomplish what I wanted to do that day.
I wanted to take the girls to Maho Beach and then just explore the town of Philipsburg. But without the tour, I wasnt sure how to do this or how much time we needed. I read in the Cruise Compass that the Port & Shopping Guide would be available on the gangway from 8am to 10am, so I rushed down there to talk to someone about the best way to get to Maho.
Ok, much to my surprise, this is where the adventure began. The gangway was on Deck 3, and there is a narrow corridor with an escalator going down. There are no stairs, and no elevator that I could find. I went down the escalator and found an island map first, then I looked up and saw a lady in uniform, who I assumed was the Port & Shopping Guide.
Problem Number 1 She was on the OTHER side of the kiosks where you scan your Seapass card on the way out. My problem was that I didnt want to leave the ship at this time. So I called out to the lady and asked her to come over to me. And she did. And I asked her if we had time to get to Maho Beach and whats the best and safest way to get there.
Problem Number 2 Miss Port & Shopping Guide didnt speak much English. So I dont think she ever really understood exactly what I was asking. She eventually told me (it was close to 10am by now) that we had better hurry if were going because we may not make it back to the ship on time. She said it takes 45 minutes to get there and the same back and sometimes the traffic gets bad and someone almost missed the ship a few cruises ago and. And. And. So I turned to head back up to our cabin to round everyone up, and discovered
Problem Number 3 The only way onto and off of the ship was via the escalator. Yes, THAT escalator. The one in the narrow corridor that was presently only going DOWN. I looked around and assessed my dilemma. The men scanning Seapasses wouldnt make eye contact with me. Miss P&S Guide was of no assistance. I couldnt see any other doors that might lead to stairs or an elevator. And I didnt want to leave the ship, just so I could come back on (assuming there was an entrance gangway somewhere else). There was a kind passenger standing near the stand with all the brochures for discount diamonds at the bottom of the escalator, so I asked her if she saw a way back up. Her reply was no, and my husband couldnt find one either, so he just ran backwards up the escalator to get something we forgot. Good luck with your flip flops.
Lovely. I looked down at my feet and thought for a minute which is less dangerous? Wearing flip flops, or trying this barefoot? Ultimately I decided my cushy flip flops would be more comfortable than bare feet hitting the sharp edges of the brand new escalator. So off I ran UP the DOWN escalator. It was clicking at a pretty quick pace downward, and in order to make any forward progress, you have to run at least 2x if not 3x as fast up as it is going down. Luckily nobody was trying to come down, or I would have had to knock them over. So I trucked it up those escalators, finally reaching the top.
I stopped for a moment and caught my breath, then took the express elevator up to our cabin.
At this time, I was done. I had had my St Maarten adventure, and had gotten my workout in for the day. It was time for either a nap or a frosty beverage. But my crew had other plans