Dear Princess Cruises…

Dear Princess Cruises,   PrincessCruiseShip

Please STOP sending me those daily brochures & postcards about your next big cruise discounts, or email requests for me to write a review.

Oh, believe me – I wrote my review already. In fact, it was a bit “angry” in tone, because I was.

Now that it’s been over a year, I am calmer. I decided to write a letter (this one) to your Headquarters, with suggestions about things that need to be improved on.  If no one tells you these things, then you won’t know what’s going on, and that would be bad for business.

Train your booking agents to know the difference between “Ocean View”, “Obstructed View”, and “Partially Obstructed View”. We paid $600 extra to have an Ocean View and our view was more obstructed than a cruise-mates Obstructed View. This did not start our voyage very happily.

Change your embarkation & security procedures. Hire more people, or something. Standing for three hours (on cement) in a port terminal, waiting for thousands of people to be questioned, scanned and x-rayed was ridiculous! Then, we slowly crept, mostly standing, up the 6 huge flights of scaffolding to the embarkation deck. The delay? Another security check at the ramp. In case we became nefarious between the port terminal and the ship. Or connected with an Arms Dealer we knew in town. Lord knows we had the time, but come on!

Don’t put a couple in a family cabin. We had no kids to sleep in the bunk-bed contraptions, and even when closed, they stuck out of the wall, giving us zero room around our bed.  We had to crawl from the foot of the bed to get in. I had more contact with those safety hazards than I did with my hubby. All the “family” cabins must be clumped together because we heard kids day and night. This also did not make us happy.

Please do not get in our faces about purchasing anything.  After finally getting on-board ship, we headed over to the “grill” to get food, and something to drink. Along with everyone else in line who missed lunch.  As soon as we found a place to sit, we were approached by a crew member wanting to sell us the ships “drink discount packages”. We opted not to purchase it. Eleven times, to eleven different crew members.  Extremely tacky, folks.

Coffee and Tea are supposed to be included.  However, in the Coffee Lounge, you have to pay for your coffee.

Offer a good quality WiFi if you’re going to have any.  $.79 per minute is way over priced for a crappy connection. You should think about providing access at no charge for your guests – like nice hotels do.

Upgrade your speaker system. The Captain gave a ‘good morning’ speech that told about the port city and the day’s weather every morning, so we were told.  The hallway and cabin speakers garbled sound so badly that he could have been telling us to abandon ship or something serious. It wasn’t until the end of our cruise that I learned he spoke English.

Do something about all the charges!  Make the cruise tickets more expensive and don’t “nickel and dime” us every time we turn around. Our final ‘charges’ were nearly $1,000, and we did not drink a bunch of expensive wine or cocktails. Somehow we accrued $150 of ‘charges’ per day.

I did not feel like a princess, nor was I treated like one.

I hope my review opens your eyes, for the sake of future passengers. However, I will not be one of them.

Sincerely,
Jodi Lea

Last Cabin Waaay at End
We Had the Last Cabin – Waaay at The End

 

Thursday’s Giggles & Bits

It used to be tidbits & Giggles on Thursdays.  Then I accidentally typed Giggles & Bits and decided to keep it that way. It just sounds sillier, reminding me of Kibbles & Bits. Remember those commercials?

Speaking of silliness…  EggLove

I have not been feeling silly, for a while now. In fact, I should do a search for a silly blog, so I could go there and cheer up a bit. It being a Thursday and all. Allrighty then!

Google only turned up 13,400,000 results. Sigh. Now I have to make a decision. I hate that, so I clicked on the first result in the list, which took me to another list! And there I saw a domain that made me think of my dad, who was a very funny guy, so I checked it out. “shitmydadsays”  This site by “Justin” is just that – quotes from his dad’s tweets. They are funny and I could hear my dad saying most of them, but without the constant foul language and F-Bombs.  Definitely not a link to share with kids!

Because every body’s vision of silly & fun are different – here’s a list of silly places out there.  I don’t have time to review them for you because the 49ers last pre-season game is in 10 minutes!

Hey, I just realized something. I feel pretty good now. Not silly though. 49er games are serious, man.  🙂

♥  TTFN  ♥

 

It Was Me. I Let the Dog In!

Oh Dear.
I thought the rusty colored soil and pine tree sap were bad enough. Then, puppy began shedding.  My mostly BLACK puppy. Every tail wag or movement leaves clumps of fur. When she scratches herself, tufts of fine hair float away from her. I now get what they mean by the term “the fur’s flying”.

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It is not the fur itself that bothers me. Y’all know I’m a dog-lover, right? I’ve had a BMD before, so I know about fur. However, we had wooden floors with some rugs when we had BMD #1.  With BMD #2 we have light beige carpeting.

As you can see, the non-vacuumed carpet is covered with tufts of fur. The fact that I brush her everyday, getting fist sized fur-balls off of her, matters not.  Two days after vacuuming, the lower half of the photo matches the top part. TWO DAYS!  Add the fur-bunnies that move around in the kitchen when you walk and you have the “Worst Housekeeper Award” all sewed up. I don’t believe our town gives out that award because I would already have one if they did.

Hubby reminds me that she is my puppy and I promised to clean up after her. I understand completely and I comply.  The only problem is the issue about the vacuum cleaner itself.  If you are a fairly new reader, you may not know about “Big Yellow“. I urge you to follow the link and find out about this aggravation I did not need, and is still a source of bitterness that Ben could be proud of, 3-years later!

TTFN,
Jodi Lea