Although I’ve been on board for a week, the real journey begins here. Today all the rest of the long-haul cruisers boarded, and the day-trippers, those who were sailing just from Vancouver to Los Angeles, got off the ship
after we pulled into the Port of Long Beach by the dawn’s early light. And I am here to tell you that the Port of Long Beach is unbelievably enormous. It’s the second-busiest port in the U.S., right after the Port of Los Angeles, to which it’s adjacent. The shuttle bus that took us into town from the ship was driving for at least 10 minutes before we finally saw the last of cranes and shipping containers.
Fortunately, once in town, the City of Long Beach provides great and free public transportation to the most-visited sights, and also into downtown so that last-minute drug store and bank visits are relatively easy. Although it was a shocking 84° here today, which made me glad that we’ll be heading back north in just a couple of hours.
I whiled away some of the time in port visiting the aquarium. I’m a sucker for jellies, and they had a lot of beauties. Normally I would pick a couple of favorite shots, but I love all of these. There just can’t be too many jellies for me.
There were also rays, with their sweet, smiley faces,
penguins, and a ton of little kids, it being Sunday. All in all I would say that I’ve been really spoiled by the Monterey Bay Aquarium, and I found that while there were really nice displays here, there seemed to be more cute sea-life merchandise for sale than actual marine animals on view.
I also took a spin through the Queen Mary, just because it’s here. I was curious to see how cruising has changed since she was built, but it was a pretty chaotic experience. She tries to be a hotel and a museum all at once, and I had a hard time figuring out how to visit her sensibly.
Of course the gift shop was open and easy to find, which is kind of the theme of the day, and it was tempting to buy a tiara, but somehow I resisted.
In her day passengers dressed for travel. We current-day voyagers are a more ragtag assortment, although I did just see a lady in a tweed skirt and pearls attending the emergency muster drill.
They take those drills seriously, and go through every single cabin to make sure that no one is trying to avoid the drill. The penalty for hiding in your cabin: being put off the ship immediately, which is okay with me, since I wouldn’t want to be in a lifeboat with someone who cared so little for safety.
And now, we have five long days at sea, sailing up the Pacific for 2419 nautical miles to Dutch Harbor, Alaska. Yesterday afternoon I was glued to my balcony, binoculars in hand, captivated by a frolic of dolphins right alongside, with whale spouts in profusion in the background. They were heading north, and now we will be too, hoping to see them again.