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  • It was fun once the motion sickness subsided. Mom, Sis and I were on a week cruise to England to visit relatives. We departed New York in the afternoon and spent time on deck playing until dinner. I remember it was windy and the warmth from the sun felt good.

    Dinner! Lamb and mint sauce! (Where’s the beef?)

    Going topside it didn’t take long until we met some kids our age. We all played the games the ship had available and even got a game of dodge ball started. One day it was stormy and we were not allowed on the deck. Mom went and did whatever entertainment the ship offered the adults and I‘m sure we the children, had a similar area assigned for play, but instead we opted to go exploring the ship.

    Off we went, a few of our new friends, Sis, and I in search of adventure. Walking the hallways, upstairs, downstairs, we came across a container of sawdust. (FYI - “seasick recovery dust”). We sprinkled it down the corridor, anticipated when to run, then took off sliding as the ship rolled. You would slide all the way, slamming into the wall. It was great fun.

    We walked on, talked and laughed pretending to be foreigners with accents best we could fake.

    Next we found the library, looked at books for a while when we noticed a doorway with saloon type doors opened, sign on doors read “Open 10:00 to 2:00”, so we sneaked into first class through those library doors. We found an indoor pool, but it was closed. We’ll remember to bring swimsuits tomorrow.

    Down the corridor from the pool we opened a door and decide to head downstairs. We kept on going down, coming to another door, but it would not open, then another, so down more stairs until we encountered a door with a sign on it, this one we couldn’t read.

    We started giggling and opened the door, we took one look and looking back at us was a bunch of men waiting in line for the showers, or coming out wrapped in towels… was the crew! They started shouting at us in some other language we did not understand, but we knew to run. Back up those stairs faster than lightning, trying each door on the way until we found the one that opened. We ran past the pool, down the hallway, following signs to the library.

    The saloon doors were closed! Now what? If they catch us will we walk the plank?

    Climbing over the door was not an option, it was too high, we laid on the floor being pushed as we squeezed under the door, and the last one was pulled into the library. No one saw us. We calmly walked out of the library and went and found Mom, never saying a word about what happened.

    At dinner that night the Captain is walking towards our table. Oh no! Sis and I are sure we’re caught and some major punishment is to be announced. He sat down and joined us, speaking to everyone at the table. Sis and I kept looking at each other, holding hands under the table. Our dinner was served. He’s not leaving! He finally gave us a look like he knew about our invasion and asked, “How was your day?” We were shaking in our boots. Neither one of us remember our reply. Needless to say we did not do any more exploring on his ship!

    Sis and I laugh and wonder when we reminisce about that day…..“Did he know?”
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