Marcia Levin is currently sailing on Cunard’s Queen Victoria.
This cruise or transatlantic sailing as been variously called an “‘Atlantic Homecoming” and an “Atlantic Odyssey.” Yesterday we called at Port Canaveral and early this morning we pulled into the port of Nassau, Bahamas. Charleston, S.C., was the original second port of call, but there was no room at the port, so Nassau was substituted.
The term “homecoming” is apropos because so many of the officers and crew are either Brits or from elsewhere in Europe. But here we are today in the capital of the Bahamas on New Providence island.
I have no objection to Nassau. It was where my husband and I first ventured “overseas” many years ago from our home in South Florida. I don’t even remember if we flew from Miami or Fort Lauderdale, but remember that the Eastern Airlines (don’t you love nostalgia?) plane landed first at West End on Freeport, and landed with a force. It was a bit scarey to this neophyte world traveler. We stayed at the venerable British Colonial on Bay Street and loved that first visit from the white sand beaches of an undeveloped Paradise Island to the elegance of the casino on Bay Street.
I have written about Nassau for many years, including guidebooks and a historic sites walk from the port that you can read at www.SouthernCruising.com.
Many passengers are heading to the Atlantis resort, the big deal on Paradise Island and a tourist destination drawing people from all over the world. Others are planning to stroll Bay Street and shop. Still more are planning a day at the beach and the rest a variety of shore excursions around the island.
Tomorrow we have a sea day, and lose the first hour on this odyssey. Saturday we are in Bermuda. I last saw the island on Sept. 10, 2001, and am eager to see the changes.
Four sea days later we call in the Azores, then it’s Lisbon, Cork, Le Havre and Southampton. I am toying with the idea of heading into Paris for the day from Le Havre, and have already scheduled tours in Lisbon and Cork. Paris is one of those places that draw me, and at today’s prices a day might suffice. But until then I’ll heed the siren song of the spa (today it’s a bamboo massage), and keep you posted on other shipboard activities.