My first cruise was in 2013. By my second in 2015, a co-worker took one look at me and declared I’d become one of “those people.” You know the type — loyal to the sea, willing to trade any vacation for a week (or two) with the sound of waves outside their cabin door. She called it a cult.
Honestly? If loving cruising makes me a cult member, hand me the lanyard and sign me up for the next meeting — I hear the snacks are top-tier, and the view beats any conference room.
No amount of teasing can come between me and my love for cruising. Sure, I enjoy other ways to travel — but if you ask me to pick a favorite, I’m heading straight to the port. Here’s why