My intro:

I am a constant arm-chair traveller, thwarted by a job and a family, but now we have an empty nest. I had several prejudices against cruising: I can get seasick in a ferry; my mother had been a freighter traveller, and always poo-pooed cruise ships; we both hate dressing up; the thought of spending a week in a floating mall did not appeal.

The South Pacific was always a placed I dreamed of, so I started plotting our 20th anniversary in 2000 almost a year in advance. Wonderfully romantic trip. Also safe, sea-sick wise. And a small, intimate ship.

Came back not necessarily addicted to cruising, but addicted to: Polynesia; wonderful food and service, and Radisson.

David is a university physics teacher, we live pretty simple lives really, but are blessed right now with good jobs, so why not spend some money? These dream, luxury trips are for us romantic getaways. We have a great time just being together and having interesting experiences--we rarely need anyone else, although people watching is really fun, and I always enjoy the people we meet.