The sail date was 25 Apr 2011 but we arrived 2 days earlier in Barcelona on 23 Apr. After we unboarded the cruise on 30 Apr, we extended another 4D/4N finally departing Barcelona on 4 May. The total trip duration was 14 days including time spent on flight.
While my fly-cruise trip was sponsored, my parents came along as full-paying pasengers. Adding up all the sums. I spent a lot for this trip. Here's a breakdown of the costs so you have an idea of how much to budget :
Royal Caribbean Liberty of the Seas Fly-Cruise
1. Fly-Cruise fare for parents : S$5,936.08 (incl. all airfare and cruise package)
2. Shore excursions at Cannes, Pisa and Rome for parents : S$845.50
3. Specialty dining onboard for parents : S$68.58
4. Expenses onboard not covered : S$119.57
Extensions in Barcelona
5. Pre-Cruise : Hostal Les Torres (Triple Share - 2 nights) : S$239.72
6. Post Cruise : Hosteria Grau (Triple Share - 4 nights) : S$1,106.51
7. Expenses (transport, food, attractions' entrance charges) : S$2,000
8. Travel insurance (3 pax) : S$294
TOTAL COST : S$10,609.96
That's the total cost for the 3 of us for this whole trip considering that my air ticket and cruise package was free. I will breakdown further the individual costs of the cruise when I come to the entries about it.
So while my wallet is in E.R. and my bank account is undergoing surgery to stitch up the hole, here's a reality
Whoever thinks that only childs are spoilt and have it easy, think again. Perhaps the ones who are born with a silver spoon could have privileged behaviour but not your only childs from an average household. So what's the moral of the story here? If you're planning for a family, HAVE MORE THAN ONE KID, PLEASE! :o)
Okay, I've done my bit to help Singapore increase birth rate. Now I'll tell you a funny story. My mum 'lost' her pants and had to make a skirt out of a windbreaker when we landed in Frankfurt.
It was hilarious when I saw her coming out of the airport toilet in the 'skirt' that was barely just able to contain the circumstance of those hips that bore me. But the incident that led to it gave me a rude shock.
On board the flight, my mum had 2 or 3 glasses of red wine when we were offered refreshments and during dinner. Shortly after lights out for passengers to snooze, my mum called me to get her a plastic bag. Before I can pass her the puke bag, she had vomitted over herself. I don't know if it's due to the wine or she got 'airsick'.
Thankfully she had a blanket over her and most of the once inside food got caught on it but some still spilt onto her trousers. Mum didn't leave Singapore behind. She brought the Merlion with her because she was puking non-stop throughout the while flight. She soiled 3 blankets and filled at least 5 puke bags. I knew because that was the number of times I went to the toilet to throw the bags as I was seated by the aisle. Poor gal.
I've really not seen someone who had so much vomit. I was dying inside seeing her suffer then came the shocker. She suddenly slumped back into the seat with her eyes open. She just went limp and no matter how we called her, she had no response. Nothing at all.
And she was breathing funny. I felt a sharp panic. Is she having a stroke? God, please no... We kept calling and slapping her face. She would just stare ahead and not respond to us. Throughout the whole commotion, none of the flight crew came to our assistance. Maybe we weren't loud enough even though I was sure panic doesn't have a small voice.
She was out a couple of seconds but it felt like forever. Finally she responded. I've never felt so relieved! She told us she must've fainted. And continued to puke. Thankfully, she recovered by the time we touched down in Frankfurt and she proceeded to wash her slacks in the toilet. Problem was, there was no way to dry it! *gua gua gua*
To get to the immigration, we took this travelator that has got a rather soothing ambience with the sounds of nature softly filling the space while the walls blushed with violet hues. |
With mum feeling better and her pants reinstated abett still wet, we continued on. That split second when mum was out was probably one of my most shocked moments. A thousand thoughts ran through my head. What are we going to do? Is there a doctor on board? Where is the air crew? What if we can't get medical help in time?
I haven't touched my mum in a long time and that night, I held her hand and was massaging the nave of her neck for a long time. My left shoulder was straining after a while but somehow that connection felt good inside. She stopped puking for a while but resumed again. Oh well, I don't have that healing touch.
Anyway, I am just so thankful that ordeal was over and mum didn't feel unwell again during the whole trip. If at any point during the vacation that any one of us felt unwell, we'll just stop and rest because the itinerary was super kiasu (afraid to lose out), it was tightly packed with sights and activities. Thank God that from this point on, it's just fun after fun after fun! I shall leave you with photos and captions to show you the remaining part of our getting to Barcelona. :o)
The German airport has a industrial chic about it. Stylishly metallic with a minimum of colours used made the gate signages and signboards stand out. |
Drinks and light snacks were served onboard the transit flight. The raisin was pretty good. I had more wine and tried a local German beer that was advertised on the paper napkins. |
Cute illustration of all the surrounding destinations you can link to from Barcelona. Our exploration has officially begun! |
Thanks for a most informative and amusing blog entry! The three of you will have wonderful memories of this holiday together for the rest of your lives and your mum (as I have always remembered her to be) is such an inspirational woman who always finds the positive in every situation! I do miss her candidness and vibrant personality.
ReplyDeleteYou are a good son, Darren and you've made your mum very proud and loved - not just because you took her on this holiday. She loves you for who you are and treasures every moment she has with you, all to herself.