Aruba

All I knew of Aruba was that it was an exotic place with beautiful beaches. That was the sum total of my knowledge, and I couldn’t even locate it on a map. Then, suddenly, in 2005, that all changed. That was when the death of Natalee Holloway (on May 30th) put Aruba on everyone’s map because of the media sensation her disappearance caused. As an American student from Mountain Brook, Alabama, she was on a high school graduation trip to Aruba,

Scheduled to fly home on May 30th, Holloway failed to appear for her flight and was last seen by her classmates outside Carlos'n Charlie's, a Caribbean chain restaurant and nightclub in Oranjestad — the same city at which our ship docked when we visited Aruba on our Southern Caribbean trip in March, 2009. This essay is not about Holloway, however, that is the most recent time I heard of it, and that incident left deep scars on the island.

Aruba is a very small island of the Lesser Antilles in the southern Caribbean Sea. It is 21 miles long with a total land area of only 75 square miles. It is just 17 miles north of the Paraguaná Peninsula, Falcón State, Venezuela, and together with Bonaire and Curaçao it forms a group referred to as the ABC islands of the Leeward Antilles, the southern island chain of the Lesser Antilles — probably more geography than you care or need to know!

It is an autonomous region within the Kingdom of the Netherlands, and has no administrative subdivisions. Unlike much of the Caribbean region, Aruba has a dry climate, an arid, cactus-strewn landscape that, in the early years, was thought inhospitable and provoked little colonial enthusiasm. It lies outside the hurricane belt.

Aruba has a clear history. It was discovered and claimed for Spain in 1499 and acquired by the Dutch in 1636. It seceded from the Netherlands Antilles in 1986 and became a separate, autonomous member of the Kingdom of the Netherlands. Movement toward full independence was halted at Aruba's request in 1990. Talk of achieving full independence has never become anything more than mere talk.

Three main industries have dominated its economy. A 19th century gold rush was followed by prosperity brought on by the opening in 1924 of an oil refinery designed to refine Venezuelan crude oil. The last decades of the 20th century, however, saw a boom in the tourism industry.

As I wrote this essay from the 18th deck of the Grand Princess, I had a full panoramic view of the main capital town of Oranjestad. From this high point (higher than anything on the island), I could look across this flat land to see the horizon in every direction. Less than ten small hills offered some gentle undulation — like going over a series of overpasses but not much more.

Along the west coast, from this high perspective, I could see the two low-rise hotels at Eagle Beach, and just beyond them, between five and ten larger hotels located at Palm Beach — the prettiest beach on the island. If you go farther north along the west coast, you will come to the California Lighthouse, named for the U.S. ship — the California — which sank about two years previous to its construction in 1910. Perched on a high seaside elevation, the lighthouse has become one of Aruba's scenic trademarks and offers a view of the island's western coastline of sandy beaches, rolling sand dunes, and rocky coral shorelines.

From this high vantage point as well, you can see the smoke stacks of the large oil refinery that occupies the southeastern end of Aruba and dominates the blue-collar town of San Nicolas. Jobs at the plant contributed to the development of a local middle class, but automation meant workers had to look elsewhere, and the island has successfully transferred its economy from dependence on refining oil to relaxing tourists.

There are two things truly unique about Aruba. The first is its language — a language shared by no other countries besides the Dutch “ABC” islands of Aruba, Bonaire, and Curacao. It is called Papiamento, and it is a combination of Portugese, Spanish, Dutch, English, African, and Indian words.

The other unique thing about Aruba is its aloe production. It is the world’s leading aloe producer.  This plant has antibacterial, antifungicide, and antiviral properties. Aruba aloe is tremendously rich in vitamins (A, C ,F, B (thiamine), niacin, vitamin B2 and others), enzymes and minerals As I visited the shops in Oranjestad I hoped to find a variety of aloe products; however, they are available only in select stores and rather highly priced. Aruba is the world's top exporter of raw aloe and other aloe vera products for the world wide market.

The town of Oranjestad looks prosperous. It is a clean place of decorative buildings, many shops for tourists, restaurants, and casinos. Close to the dock are three large shopping malls.

It is clear why people often talk of visiting or living in Aruba for the temperature is a constant 80-degrees or so with an ocean breeze that keeps it comfortable for most of the year. Walking through the village of Oranjestad belies the arid interior which is dotted with cactus and windswept divi-divi trees.

When we disembarked, we walked through the new ship terminal, turned right onto L.G. Smith Boulevard, and first visited the Royal Plaza Mall, where we found a small outside shop, located in a kiosk, where aloe products were sold. Then we walked to the Renaissance Mall and, finally, the Renaissance Market. Most of the shops were the standard ones you find in Caribbean ports that cater to tourists: jewelry, clothing, and numerous places to buy souvenirs. Many of the shops in the malls here were slightly more upscale — meaning simply they sell many of the same goods for higher prices.

Along the parking lot on L.G. Smith Boulevard there are 20-25 shops that sell local products — although if you examine them closely you will find that “local” products tend to be manufactured elsewhere. For example, walking canes come from Cartahenga, Columbia., and many products are manufactured in China. Remember, however, that there are only 30,600 people in Oranjestad and just 105,600 on the entire island.

Although we didn’t take an excursion, did not visit the interior or the beaches, and ended up simply walking the shops and malls of Oranjestad, we found the slogan, “one happy island” (emblazoned on each license plate) to be true. The people are friendly and respectful, and not the least bit pushy or aggressive. Aruba is a small but delightful speck in the southern Caribbean Sea.

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The official website for Aruba has much to offer tourists or readers interested in more information or photographs of the island.

The Wikiipedia website on “Aruba,” includes information on its history. Information on politics, law, education, geography, economy, demographics, towns, country, language, infrastructure, places of interest, etc. are all contained here — a wealth of information on the island.

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Copyright March 2010 by And Then Some Publishing, LLC

Seeking a sanctuary: On the Grand Princess

I had been searching for it for two days, and I think I have finally found it. Eighteen decks above the Caribbean Sea is a disco-nightclub called Skywalkers, and from 9:30 p.m. until about 2-3:00 a.m., it is throbbing to the pulse of loud music and young people drinking and dancing. My wife and I have come up at night just to check it out, but before we even stepped on the 50-foot-long moving stairway that propels you from Deck 17 to Deck 18, the loudness of the music drove us to reconsider our decision and leave.

I am in Skywalkers Nightcluub as I am writing this. The chairs here are all living-room-style, overstuffed comfortable, the view of the ocean is panoramic, there is virtually no one here, and the view of the ship’s wake spreading out into forever is both mesmerizing and hypnotic as it follows us at 17 knots toward Aruba.

Yesterday, my wife and I found chairs along a hallway outside of Explorer’s Lounge on Deck 7, the Promenade Deck, but they were having an art auction, and the voice of the auctioneer was loud and distracting — even though we were not seated in the Lounge itself. Besides, a hallway on the Promenade Deck is more for people who want to be seen, are waiting for others, or who don’t mind the numerous distractions.

Another location we tried was the piano bar area at the atrium on Deck 7, and although there were few people seated in the area, the distractions came from people moving through and around the atrium, bar rats talking boisterously at the bar, and bartenders blending customers’ fruit drinks. There are bars located throughout the ship.

Our third attempt to find a convenient, comfortable, quiet location was the library just off the Atrium on Deck 5. Now, you would think the ship’s library would be a perfect location, and on all three of our Celebrity cruises the libraries were excellent. In the Grand Princess library there were many visitors, computers for use by anyone interested (for a fee), uncomfortable chairs, and no convenient writing tables. I know what I like (Celebrity spoiled me), and this was not it. The one thing I liked about the Grand Princess library was the outstanding bronze bust of Albert Einstein at the exterior door of the library. Unfortunately, Albert Einstein was a bust as far as contributing anything to my writing experience there.

The fourth attempt to find a quiet, comfortable, and convenient location for writing was successful; however, I do not recommend it for the feint of heart. I’ll explain that in a moment.

Skywalker’s Nightclub, with the exception of the smokestacks about two-thirds of the way back on the ship, is the highest location. During the two weeks of sailing, few people discovered it during the daylight hours (they preferred the pool areas at the center of the ship). The nightclub, however, tended to fill up around 4:30 through 5 p.m. when we were leaving a port for the view was outstanding. I watched as we left Granada, for example, and not only did the Nightclub provide a remarkable view of the port area and island terrain. Ominous rain clouds embraced the center portion of the island, and the setting sun cast enchanting rainbows over Fort Frederick just above the dock from where our ship departed. The departure was truly stunning — a scene I couldn’t wait to capture in words!

Getting back to Skywalkers Nightclub: picture a cocktail lounge full of numerous seating areas designed for four people — furnished with a couch for two, two comfortable lounging chairs, and a coffee table — with a large floor-to-ceiling picture window through which you see bright blue water extending to the horizon, and you create a vision of where I am. Then, throughout the club there are places for two people to sit in big, comfortable chairs with a small round table between. It is at one of these places for two, not directly overlooking the water, where I found my writing sanctuary. It is a place to ponder, think, reminisce, and write, and for many days on this cruise I retired to this location — whether for one, two, or three hours during the day. I finally found my writing place.

I mentioned convenience as a prerequisite. There are two elevators out of seven at the back of the ship — one on each side of the ship — that will take you directly to the 17th deck. Most only go to the 14th deck where the Horizon Court breakfast, lunch, and dinner buffets are located.

When you get off at the 17th deck, there are bathrooms conveniently located in a hallway connecting the elevators, and when you turn and enter the center of the ship, there is that 50-foot moving ramp (not moving during the daylight hours) and angled pathways on either side of the escalator that take you to the 18th deck. (Just an aside about these angled pathways with full glass windows on both sides: they pass over somewhere between 30 and 50 beach chairs on each side of the rear of the ship — and a whirlpool — where sun worshipers spend their days in the sun. This adds some additional pleasure — or interest — in walking from the 17th to the 18th decks.)

Our room (Emerald Deck Room 614) is located toward the rear of the ship, and because Skywalker’s Nightclub was at the extreme rear of the ship, adding significantly to the impressive and imposing silhouette the ship casts when in port, this made getting from the room to the club extremely efficient.

(The Horizon Court buffet is located at the rear of the ship as well. This is where two flavors of ice cream are served at 3:30 p.m. every afternoon — a convenience to room, club, and me!)

I want to mention a loss that took place between our first voyage on the Grand Princess in 2000 and this one in 2009. Occasionally I enjoyed writing in a room at the very front of the ship — on Celebrity, that location was called the Fleet Bar — and on Grand Princess they have created a new area called “The Sanctuary” which, I think, would be ideal.

To create “The Sanctuary,” they removed the jogging track entirely, which, in 2000, I used almost daily! The only problem with “The Sanctuary,” which I find totally objectionable, is that Princess Cruise Lines charges passengers $10.00 for a half day for permission to sit in this area! I do not believe passengers should be charged for this privilege, because they are already paying dearly for their trip.

I mentioned earlier in this essay one problem with the Skywalkers Nightclub, and I said I would return to it in a moment. For those who get carsick or seasick, or who find reading in a constantly moving environment, Skywalkers will be uncomfortable if not upsetting. Because it is so high, when the ship is sailing, Skywalkers is in constant motion. When the seas get the least bit rough, Skywalkers is likely to be one of the first places on the ship to reveal it. I found it soothing, even comforting, on most days, even though on one of them, my pen would move radically on the paper as I composed. For me, cruising gives me a chance to read and write, but I must find my sanctuary.

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At the Itinerant Librarian, there is a brief, interesting essay by Angel Rivera entitled, “A writing sanctuary: wish I had one of those back when.” In this essay she writes about having a writing sanctuary (although her “sanctuary” is a bit different than the one I talked about in my essay.) She writes, “I certainly did not lack imagination, so I had a chance to explore that. I am thinking now that a place like the Kelly House earlier in my academic career would have been good for me. It's a writer's sanctuary blending the formal and the informal.”

At Julie Unplugged, Julie Jordan Scott writes an essay, “Sanctuary Musings (Exercise from Christina Baldwin's Life's Companion, p 82).” In the essay, Scott defines a sanctuary as, “My writing sanctuary – all sanctuaries – have that feeling of ‘Safe place.’ Sacred, set apart. My writing sanctuary is separate and yet it is together with the rest of the house. I can watch the neighborhood as it comes and goes, the characters that play a part. I can be a witness to the beginning of each day, sitting at my writing desk.” Any serious and consistent writer searches at some time for that special place. That, indeed, is what my experience on the Grand Princess was all about.

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Copyright March 2010 by And Then Some Publishing L.L.C.

The luxury of travel by car

Luxury is defined as something that is not necessary to my life, health, or subsistence, and something, too, that ministers to my comfort and pleasure, but when it comes to travel, “luxury” for some means traveling by air alone or, if by automobile, staying only at top-of-the-line hotels or motels and eating at the very best restaurants. If either of these travel options are those that satisfy your travel taste buds, then you may find my definition (which follows) totally off the mark. I will define “luxury” through a description of traveling by car.

I realize as I am writing this that the tough economic times we are currently experiencing means that some will consider any travel opportunity a luxury, and I respect that opinion. I am not just fully aware that my chances to travel are fortunate, but I am truly thankful for them as well.

My goal on this trip (March 2009) is Ft. Lauderdale and a cruise of the Southern Caribbean, but the cruise itself is not the subject of this essay, and if a cruise were the subject of interest with respect to defining “luxury,” there would be no discussion. Cruising is luxurious by any definition.

My “luxury” begins with several stipulations. The first is that I want to save money. A second stipulation is that I want to eat “well” — but, obviously, not expensively. And a third stipulation is that I want to travel at my own pace. That is, I take my time (and avoid flying because my wife hates to fly).

“Luxury” begins at home. I make enough coffee to take an additional 18-ounce mug full of coffee in the car; we don’t stop for coffee. I make lunches as well, and I take an electric car refrigerator so I can make lunches in motel rooms for the next day. A cheese sandwich with mayonnaise, mustard, and lettuce on pumpernickel bread and an additional peanut butter and jelly sandwich supplemented by fresh vegetables (carrots), fresh fruit (apples and grapes), and a cookie for dessert, make a nice meal that can be eaten while driving. Also, for dinner I have a quarter of a Tyson (already cooked) chicken, mustard potato salad, baked beans, and a tossed salad — which my wife and I eat at the small table in the motel room.

You begin to see, now, where my “luxury” is going.

The only stops on our days of car travel are for bathrooms and welcome centers. When entering a state where I will spend the night, I stop at the welcome center to pick up travel coupons. By departing in the morning by 8:30, I can stop in the afternoon by 3:30-4 p.m. Seven and one half hours of constant driving is sufficient, and stopping by 4 means I am among the first to stop and, thus, have a choice of rooms.

Stopping by 4:00 p.m. allows plenty of time to relax. If either my wife or I wanted to swim, the pool is always clean and devoid of anyone else. There is often fruit in the motel lobby, and around 5:00 p.m. there are fresh cookies in the lobby as well. This is time to read the newspaper, magazine, or a book that I carry, or to write an essay (as when this one was written).

I travel with a variety of CDs so I always have music in the car. This is a necessity, not a “luxury.” Having just burned more than 50 new CDs from the 500 or more long-playing records I collected 50 years ago, I had music I hadn’t listened to for a long time. With a six-disc CD player, each CD carrying close to 80 minutes of music, I could load the player in the morning and have enough uninterrupted music for a full day of driving.

Other “luxuries” included having my own pillow from home, carrying my own snacks (always having them available), and being in total control of my life. One problem of being dependent on others is the loss of control involved.

A good example of how control is lost occurred at the Hampton Inn in Hollywood, Florida — the place I chose to stay during the night before the cruise. I decided to leave the car at the motel as part of a cruise/park deal, rather than at the parking garage at the Port Everglades port. The cost at the port was $225 (plus tax), and the Hampton Inn charged $198 (plus tax), but the Inn included an overnight stay plus a free all-you-can-eat breakfast. It was a no-brainer, true, but that choice led to a loss of control.

By choosing to leave the car a the Hampton Inn, I was dependent on the Inn for transportation to and from the port. I had all morning of the day of the cruise at the Inn; however, I requested an earlier transit. Although the request was granted, it turned out that everyone heading for the port left at the same time on a bus that seated 60 people. There, waiting for the bus, were my wife and I with two overstuffed bags, two garment bags, two carry-ons (for pills and toiletries), and two fanny-packs — totally at the mercy of a driver and his assistant. (You just have to hope they know what they are doing, that luggage gets put into the correct compartment, and that luggage is removed at the right time. I don’t like the loss of control!)

As an aside, here, the transit from the Inn to the Port provided a new experience for my wife and me. Before leaving the Hampton Inn, the bus driver explained that he and his assistant would split the tips acquired on this trip, and they expected $2.00 per person for handling our bags. His assistant then proceeded down the aisle collecting the tips. Many couples, I noticed, gave him $5.00, not four — perhaps because they didn’t have dollar bills. Having been warned about the need for providing tips, and having cruised a number of times before, we were well prepared with dollar bills. I wonder what the bus driver and his assistant would do with someone who chose not to tip them or to tip them less than what they expected?)

The “luxury” of this Inn-Port transit was that no further handling of the bags was necessary. My wife and I were told that the next time we would see our bags would be on the ship at our room. A porter outside the bus (at the port) asked $2.00 per couple for taking the bags from the shuttle to the ship!)

The dictionary defines “luxury” as something that is not necessary to life, health, or subsistence, and something, too, that ministers to one’s comfort and pleasure. What is “comfort” or “pleasure” to one person certainly differs from what is “comfort” and “pleasure” to another, and my wife and I have our own definition of “luxury” when we travel by car. No, its not travel by air, and it’s not staying at the premiere hotels and motels, nor eating at upscale restaurants, but for us, whether we travel by car or by using our fifth-wheel, travel is, indeed, luxurious.

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“The world’s most luxurious destinations, luxury hotels and resorts, exclusive, secluded and exotic getaways, stylish escapes, and luxury cruises” — that’s what some advertisements say when you enter “luxury travel” in Google. But all travel need not be this luxurious. At Travelers’ Tales, Joel L. Widzer, “The Penny Pincher's Passport to Luxury Travel,” offers a book full of tips called The Art of Cultivating Preferred Customer Status—3rd Edition in which, according to the website, he “reveals his method for traveling in the lap of luxury without breaking the bank. Joel’s techniques are simple, proven, and available to even the infrequent traveler. Fulfill your travel dreams now! ” I have not read the book, and this website is an advertisement, however, it seems Widzer makes an emotional appeal aimed at my heart!

At suite101.com, Jennifer W. Miner has a great little essay, “Thanksgiving Travel Tips: Reduce stress and add luxury to your holiday travel plans,” that offers some specific travel suggestions — especially for those having to travel with other family members (children).

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Copyright March 2010 by And Then Some Publishing L.L.C.

We’re cruising again

Yes, we’re at it again. It is March, 2009, and this is our 9th cruise. As I write this essay, it is a full two days before we leave (we’re driving to Ft. Lauderdale), and we are almost all packed. We seldom wait until the last minute, in that way all the essentials are packed, and our minds can spend time on details (e.g., refills for my writing pens, jogging shorts, heating pad for Andrea, etc.) Fortunately, I brought our suitcases down from the attic almost a week in advance of leaving because I had forgotten that on our last cruise to the Mediterranean, those handling our bags not only ripped the canvas covering, but broke off one of the two wheels as well. The suitcase was so badly damaged it was no longer useful. The suitcase was one of the victims of frequent travel.

From the outset (when I brought the old suitcase down from the attic), My wife wanted to make certain I did not save it. She knows I’m a saver. So, despite my feeling — who knows what some potential use I can find for it? — I promised to dump it upon getting a new one. More on the acquisition of a new one in a moment.

You may wonder how luggage is broken. You may, of course, be able to guess; however, (unless you are a cruiser yourself) I don’t think you can conger up, in your wildest dreams, how luggage is ruined. Forget about airline personnel, conveyer belts, throwing it into the hold of an airplane, and all the other pre- or post-cruise possibilities; I’m talking about on-ship handling.

It became clear to us (how luggage is broken) when we arrived early to the ship for one of our cruises. Our stateroom had been changed, and we were absolutely convinced (correctly, I might add), that our luggage was heading to our old room and not to the new one we had recently been assigned.

When visiting the deck where our former/original room was located, we watched (witnessed is more like it!) luggage being distributed by the ship’s handlers, to the various floors. It was one of the most eye-opening, amazing, spectacles we have ever witnessed on our cruises. Luggage is brought to the floor by elevator, then handlers literally throw the bags from the elevator into a large pile in the lobby. How and where the bags land is irrelevant: the sole goal of the handlers is speed — getting those bags off that elevator so it can return to the lowest floor and gather more. There is no concern of any kind for the care or safekeeping of customer luggage.

But, this is not the end of luggage handling. Room stewards on each floor are responsible for transporting the bags to individual rooms. They are the ones who pull the bags down the hallways across the metal threshold dividers that occur periodically down the hallways. Speed, again, is the essential element as the bags are pulled to each room. This is where the wheels of each bag get their most severe test as they are rolled over these metal thresholds. Most luggage wheels are small and made out of plastic. (I will be anxious to see whether or not the wheels of my new bag survive the test.)

I want to return now, to the purchase of my new piece of luggage. The first thing we did was to check advertisements for sales. Kohl’s, within less than a mile of our home, had a “buy one, get one free” ad, so I went there first even though we had no need for a second bag. Having measured the one I was replacing, I could not find one of the exact dimensions I needed, so I began checking other local stores (i.e., Target, Meijer, K-Mart, and Walmart). I found one at Target and purchased it, then I found a better one at Meijer and purchased it, returning the one to Target immediately.

After bringing it home and comparing it with my old bag, my wife determined that it was too big. Although I liked the bag, it would be far too heavy when full.

The next step was to have my wife accompany me to Kohl’s, which proved to be just the right solution, and here’s why. We wanted a bag slightly smaller than my old one (actually, the same size as my wife’ suitcase), which means one that fit the dimensions: 25-inches high, 9-10-inches deep, and 17-18-inches wide. The one we found was a superb suitcase.

The suitcase was part of an exhibit of Samsonite luggage, and there was a single sign on the exhibit that advertised the pieces at 50% off. The luggage tag on the piece we selected was $359.99, so the sale price (as it came up on the cashier’s register) was $179.99. My wife and I looked at the cashier in shock, because the sign advertising the pieces on this exhibit clearly said that the price for this sized bag was $139.99. My wife went back to the exhibit to make certain we had read the sign correctly, and she determined that that was, indeed, the price we expected to pay.

The cashier spoke into her lavalier microphone, and she had an assistant go back to the exhibit to check the price. I accompanied her. She looked at the sign and the luggage, and she determined that the bag we had was part of the “Drive Collection” whereas the sign referred only to the “Austonia Collection” in the same exhibit — not to the “Drive Collection.” At that point, she told me, it’s up to the cashier to determine what to do.

I went back and joined my wife at the register, and the cashier quickly decided to give us the bag at the advertised price of $139.99, which was a $40.00 markdown for this item at the 50%-off price. At this point, my wife produced her 20% off coupon she had received in the mail. This reduced the cost of the bag another $28.00, to a total (with tax of 6.5%) of $119.27. We were, in effect, getting a bag offered at the suggested retail price of $359.99 (plus tax of $23.40) for only 31% of that price — an incredible (and lucky) deal! Whether this bag is able to withstand the handling on this forthcoming trip, of course, is yet to be known.

One of the features on this new bag which I worry about are the heavily advertised, “Four Spinner Wheels for Effortless Mobility.” The wheels are small (2-inches in diameter) and as most wheels, they are plastic. Will they handle the metal thresholds that punish bags, or will the canvas be stronger and more durable than bags of lesser “quality” is to be determined. That essay is yet to be written.

What can you learn from all this? Start your packing early. Understand that luggage is treated in the most extreme manner that your mind can imagine. On one trip our bag came apart so radically that we had to purchase a luggage strap in the ship store to hold it together until we could get home. Buy expense bags? I have no clue on this one. (I’ll let you know!) All I can say is that I feel incredibly lucky to be heading out on this trip with a bag that I feel is so special, so much more than I have paid for any previous luggage, and one that will test the theory: the more you pay the less likely the damage. (As an afterthought, and written well after this original essay, I can attest to the strength of this piece of luggage. It withstood all tests.)

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At CruiseDiva.com, Linda Coffman offers excellent advice in her essay, “Tips for Selecting Luggage for Your Cruise.” She presents the problem: “Airport and pier baggage handlers are notoriously rough with suitcases, so a top consideration is sturdy discount luggage. It doesn't have to be top-of-the-line, but it should be well-built to withstand the rigors of conveyors and sorting machines; not to mention being stacked, dropped and thrown through the air. Really! I've seen that happen!,” and she gives a number of considerations, one of them being, “Brand name luggage that comes with a good warranty is always desirable, but no-name or private label brands can also stand the test of time.”

At DoctorCruise, there are six excellent suggestions regarding your luggage.

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