Originally posted by kaykels
Stepharooni,
Usually there is a 2 year staute of limitations so you are still within that. If you still have marks you need to talk to an attorney! I wouldn't stand for that sort of treatment, nobody should.
I agree, what a horrible experience. Makes you wonder if you were the reason the spa closed. Nail 'em.
We also took an NCL cruise for our honeymoon, the cruise was fine but the lead up was hell. We were leaving from San Juan. We had a huge snow storm that closed our airport. We then spent THAT day filing to have a renter who trashed my old condo evicted, how convenient. We had booked a couple of extra days in San Juan, that part was lovely, so we did not miss our ship, but lost the money for that night. Some friends joined us, he had the flu, gave it to me. Ended up sitting on the beach while they snorkeled for three days. Got covered in sand flea bites. Huge itchy welts that lasted for weeks. The guys pushed their luck with golf the last day, drove to San Juan late in the evening in a mini rental, guys in the front, girls in the back with two huge sets of golf clubs stacked on our laps. No shower after the beach, welts, temp of 102, sand in my clothes, salt in my wounds. Arrive at small hotel where we have reservation. Sitting in parking lot 20 minutes, golf clubs getting heavier. Hear our husbands have huge screaming fight with hotel manager because he gave our reservation away, even though was paid for by friend, the lawyer whose secy liked hotel. Turns out it was a gay hotel, probably did not want to stay there anyway. All hotels in San Juan booked, drove around about an hour, double parking while guys go in. Golf clubs reaching the weight of a barge. Finally find an Embassy suites that took pity on us and charged an outrageous sum. Other couple takes bed, we get fold out couch. HUH??? DHs leave, we give them $25 each to gamble in casino. They return in 10 minutes, penniless. Am coughing lungs out by now, DH throws out back on couch.
So last funny story as we board. Cruise next day, all is well, I am finally beginning to feel a little better. We spend morning on the beach again, so with being sick, bitten up, living out of the-non-cruise-suitcase and wearing recycled shorts and t-shirt and without the energy to put on make-up, I look like h***. We go to lunch, meet our table mates. Later that evening, dinner-time. I'm now clean and dressed in a cocktail dress, hair done, makeup. The elderly gentleman at the table says it is nice to meet me. I tell him he met me at lunch, he says, no, there was another woman with my DH. I tell him, well "I clean up pretty good, don't I?".
Carla
