I TRAVELLED on my first cruise ship in the 1970s, the Russian vessel Fedor Shalyapin where my school friend and I partied all night and slept through every breakfast – bar one – on a 28-day escapade around Asia.

While on board I won the Miss CTC Cruises competition, as you do, and
my prize was another cruise. So the next year I was back on deck; this
time on sister ship Taras Shevchenko.

Fast forward 15 years and when working on Traveltrade magazine and staring longingly at the many cruise brochures that crossed my desk,
my editor suggested I go on the notorious Achille Lauro.

That short sojourn, titled ‘Taste of Tasmania’, whetted my cruise appetite even more, but while poor old Achille Lauro met an untimely fate and sunk off the coast of Africa, my cruise career went from strength to strength.
I became Traveltrade’s cruise editor and embarked on many nautical adventures.

To date I have travelled on 29 ships and inspected (and lunched on) many more, from four-mastered sailing ships, to river boats, traditional ocean liners and a mega-cruiser that transported me and 3,600 other passengers to beautiful Bermuda.

My cruise stories have appeared in Traveltrade, The Sun-Herald, Cruise Passenger, From the Bridge, Escape, Holidays for Couples, Vacations & Travel, Luxury Travel and Travelling in Australia Magazine.

WHEN you’re cruising through the Bermuda Triangle it helps to be on a very big ship. I was 11 decks and 50 metres above the Atlantic Ocean aboard the huge Explorer of the Seas when I asked Captain Sverre Ryan his thoughts on the notorious triangle. He said he didn’t believe in it but added, in his slight Norwegian accent, that a small ship may well get sucked into
a maelstrom somewhere, sometime and whirlpools did exist in the area.

“SLEEPING under the stars tonight are we?” isn’t as unusual as it sounds when you’re cruising on the stunning SeaDream Yacht Club ships. Your personal attendant would have reserved one of the Balinese Dream Beds and will make it up with the finest Belgian linens and down duvet, leaving you to slip into the monogrammed PJs and sip your nightcap at leisure. Click here to read the full story

I WAS one of the first people to celebrate the dawn of the new Millennium and one of the few still standing seven hours later when the sun rose
over the International Date Line on January 1, 2000. I was aboard the Norwegian Star with 750 other passengers who had chosen to stand under
a tropical sky atop a dark ocean on the last day of the 20th century.
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IT’S six o’clock on a languid afternoon in Thailand’s Andaman Sea. The sails of the tall ship Star Flyer are unfurled in the breeze. Volunteers eagerly step forward to help hoist them up the four masts while the rest of us watch sipping our cocktails. Then the strains of a magical piece of music sweep over the decks accompanied by a rousing drumbeat and a choir of fine voices. It’s only a CD, but it stirs my very soul.

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