It’s been two days since I stepped off the Carnival Glory. And still, the floor won’t stop rocking.
This made for a pretty interesting experience on the stationary bike yesterday when, every two minutes, I became absolutely sure that the room had tilted on some kind of axis and screamed that everyone in the room should “Man the decks!” and “Head for the lifeboats!”.
My fellow bicyclists were not pleased with me. Although the treadmillers barely turned their heads. (It is New York after all. When in doubt – avert your eyes.)
