Prior to this past weekend I was a cruise virgin. I’d never been aboard a cruise ship, and my freshness was evident by the fact that I repeatedly called the ship a boat, even to the Captain. He wasn’t very impressed. “Do you know what the difference is between a ship and a boat?” he asked. I shook my head and moved the conversation on as quickly as possible. Whoops.
The great thing about press-trips is that I mostly have very little expectations. When planning a trip of my own, I plan the heck out of it and get excited over the little details – hoping that it will live up to my every expectation. I did wonder, as I packed my suitcase, just how small the rooms were, if I’d get claustrophobic or sick of the seeing the same people on the ship over the weekend. {For the record the rooms were bigger than I imagined, I didn’t feel closed in at all and I rarely saw the same person more than once – unless of course I intended to}.
One thing I hadn’t even thought about was the movement of the boat. It totally slipped my mind. I imagined that we’d cruise through the water without feeling a thing. Some parts of the trip and others were more ‘moving’. Sunday night was a really rough night. With swells of around 10m it felt like I was sleeping on a trampoline with a herd of children bouncing around me. The bed slipped from underneath me as it bounced off the waves, and returned me back when it found the water again. Hubby had become well acquainted with the bathroom, sea-sickness in full force. It was unusual, we were told by the well-traveled cruise-lovers. I didn’t mind the movement. It was different to anything I’d ever experienced. I didn’t sleep much, more worrying about Hubby than anything else.

Before boarding the ship.

Checking out the ship. Lacey decided it was a great place to try some ballet.

Our cabin. Hubby took the top bunk.

Heading out of the Harbour. A band played, guests lined the decks and it had a real celebratory vibe.

Is there a better place to see how beautiful Sydney is?

Looking up at the Plantation Restaurant.

Deck chairs begging to be relaxed on.

The side decks were always quiet, like little hidden gems, so it was a good place to chill and look out at the ocean.

Looking down at the adults-only area.

Uninterrupted views. Stunning.

The Pacific Jewel.

We played Bingo twice, and didn’t win. It’s so much more fun than I remembered it {from when I played it with my Nanna}. A comedian ran the event and he may have made a few people do the chicken dance. Hilarious.

One of the bars, The Atrium.

The view from The Bridge {where the Captain does his thing}. That pool you see is just for the staff. Lucky buggers.

And the pool for the rest of us, which was located on one of the top decks – surrounded by all the action. There’s restaurants, a spa, a gym, an ice-cream bar {for after the gym!}, loads of deck chairs, heaps of activities, spas, live music, a big screen, kids club and more.

Meeting the Captain. He said, “Look out at the horizon, can you see there’s a little bit of swell?” I think he was trying to gently tell me that it was going to be a bumpy night.

Another deck. I was surprised that, with a fully booked cruise, that I didn’t see more people everywhere. The ship is so big that there’s enough room for everyone and more.

The Pacific Jewel is home to Salt Grill by Luke Mangan. While food from two of the restaurants are included in your package, Salt Grill is an extra $40 for a 3-course meal. Definitely worth the money. We would easily pay $100 each on land for such a meal. You can also get the most delicious Thai meal {8 courses, no less!} at La Luna for just $25. Bargain.

Creme Brulee. Hello!

The view from one of the back decks.

There’s so much to see and do. On the Saturday night there was a circus show that was pretty darn amazing. One of my sister’s friends is the Dance Captain on another ship and she does acts just like this. Some people are far too talented.

Most people left the ship on the Saturday for a day on Moreton Island. I’ll share a little more about that in another post as this one is getting loooooong.

Pulling into Sydney Harbour. It was exciting to see land again. We were home! {This is the view from our room}.
I’ve had a handful of people ask me via email and elsewhere what I thought of the cruise, and whether I’d recommend it. This particular cruise is only a short one, a total of 4 days away. It’s the first that’s ever been done to Moreton Island. We had a 4-berth room with a window {or porthole} and I think it cost around the $450 per person mark. That includes entertainment and food. I thought that was quite good for a family trip – because you could definitely holiday without finding any unexpected costs. You can of course spend more by adding in onshore activities, alcohol, kids club fees, spa treatments… etc, but the financially savvy could make sure that they stayed on budget. I found the drinks and extra on board to be affordable. We put Lacey into Kids Club a few times for short periods and it was free.
I was also lucky enough to have a spa treatment, a enzyme facial, which was beautiful. One of the journalists I traveled with also found it different to be moving around with the movement of the ship as we had our treatments. It wasn’t distracting, just so new for someone who has only done such things on land!
Would I recommend it? Yes. I think it’s a great family-friendly way to holiday – with lots of yummy food and ways to be entertained. Lacey and I had a great time, and so did Hubby until the very last, bumpy night – where he decided that he would probably never cruise again. Seasickness is the pits, apparently!
Have you ever cruised before? Where did you go to? Or are you a cruise-virgin like I was?
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