"Old and young, we are all on our last cruise."
Robert Louis Stevenson
Okay, so this was ages ago now but better late than never,
right? That is well and truly becoming something I say far too often. I'll probably end up having it on my headstone. Anyway! Way back in April, on the 18th, the
Belfast Giants had a mini cruise. By mini cruise I mean leaving from Belfast to Cairnryan, sitting in port for about an hour and a half before sailing back to Belfast. Staying on the boat the whole time. It's a cruise I had done a few times in the past as part of the
Muscular Dystrophy Campaign's Christmas party. But this time I was older. And by older I mean legally allowed to consume alcohol. All round it seemed like a fun event so naturally I signed Eva and I up! It was £19 each to go. I was slightly nervous because in my teenage years I developed sea sickness. I had managed a few sailings without any sickness in my twenties, so I hoped I was over it.
My aunt Karen had agreed to leave Eva and I to the port as my dad was working. I felt bad she wasn't coming with us because she's a hockey fan too, but I thought she might be uncomfortable with the alcohol etc. As it was, she had an appointment for her dog to get groomed anyway. Luckily she was able to get us to port before and be back in time for the appointment. We arrived on time to go straight to boarding, despite getting lost and almost being run off the road twice.