By ROSIE WATERLAND
That was me, wailing – for days – after I disembarked the Queen Mary 2.
Ronaldo was our room’s butler, and I missed him. I was in a post-vacation slump.
All it took was five days on the QM2 to make me feel like I was a lady of leisure gliding across the high seas (and that I could now say things like ‘high seas’). And being back in my apartment, staring at my unmade bed and an empty fridge was a very harsh way to crash back to reality.
Like I said: “Ronaaaaaaaallllldooooo!”
The largest ship to ever visit Australia, the 345-metre-long Queen Mary 2 claims to combine a classic British heritage with a very large dose of nostalgia, opulence and style.
And boy do they deliver.
I had never really been interesting in cruising. I wasn’t even sure if ‘cruising’ was the word for it. (Is it?) So when I was told Cunard was sending my little sister Tayla and I on a cruise ship (or in this case, a Liner. The fancy ones are called Liners), I seriously thought it was going to be like The Love Boat (obviously my knowledge of cruising was very cliché).
But this was not The Love Boat. This was like Titanic, without, you know, the ending. (Again, I know, cliché – but how much detail does the average 26-year-old know about liners?)
Being the classiest and most famous
ship liner on the planet, I was a tad worried Tayla and I wouldn’t fit in. After all, she’s 19, has half a shaved head and a piercing in her cheek. (I know, I know – I’m hoping she’ll grow out of it too. And no, I have no idea how they got it in her cheek.) And with my floral headbands and jelly sandals, I’m not exactly the epitome of high fashion myself. We made a plan to act like Prue and Trude if we ever felt really out of place.
But I really needn’t have worried.
We were treated like queens as we travelled from Sydney to Adelaide over five glorious days.
Travelling on the QM2 is like stepping into another time, but managing to keep one foot firmly in all the good parts of the present. Where else can you visit a planetarium (a PLANETARIUM!) in the morning and have changed into a ball gown by nightfall – all within walking distance of your incredible ocean-view room?
And honestly, if it weren’t for the fact that every window you stare out of has a million dollar view of the ocean, you could easily forget you’re on a ship. With several restaurants, bars, a gym, a spa, library, ballroom, nightclub, cinema, casino, theatre (and that’s barely scratching the surface) it feels more like you’re living in a grand city rather than travelling on the high seas (there I go again).
Day one started with champagne on arrival, which we naturally finished while we perused the evening’s itinerary. We decided to do cocktails in one (all) of the several bars followed by dinner and ‘an evening stroll’. There was a party on deck later on to celebrate the fact we were leaving Sydney Harbour, but Tayla and I decided to watch the city lights slowly fade away from our room’s balcony, in the comfort of our P.J’s. This is also when we discovered we could order cocktails to the room. Bliss.