Thursday, 6 March 2014

Would-be expatriates? Or just plain gullible tourists?

Putting the proverbial "cart before the horse" here, I'm going to relate the concluding part to our recent cruise experience on the Carnival Sensation from Port Canaveral to the Bahamas and (thankfully) back again.  The rest (first/main part) of the cruise story will likely be in another post in the near future.  But skipping ahead to our final afternoon in the Bahamas, here's what happened to the two of us. To preface this, we had docked in Nassau on the morning of Tuesday, February 18th and took off on a lovely beach day excursion with a private company called Sandy Toes.  They took Lanie and I, and bunch of other tourists, out to another island with a private beach about 30 minutes out of Nassau, where we spent the day relaxing, eating, drinking, enjoying the beautiful Bahamian beach and shallow ocean waters.  The excursion company was well regarded and promised a return to their ship dock, across a narrow inlet from Nassau and the Cruise ship docks, by 3:45, which would give us ample time to catch a quick taxi over to the Cruise ship in order to board no later than the 4:30 cutoff time stipulated by the Carnival Crew.  The ship was to sail at 5.

So Close, Yet so Far - Cruise ships at the Nassau pier, as seen from the Sandy Toes excursion dock - our Ship, Carnival Sensation, is 2nd from Left


Relaxing time on the Sandy Toes beach excursion, near Nassau




Sandy Toes delivered us, as promised, back to their dock at exactly 3:45.    We had, as anticipated when we booked the tour, a 45 minute cushion, so to speak, to get back to our Ship; and the taxi ride over in the morning had taken maybe 5 minutes at most.  NO PROBLEM. We flagged down one of our tour guides, reminding him we needed a taxi to the cruise ships.  He turned us over to a long-haired old dude (must have been at least 60!) who, I guess, was kind of the “taxi captain” for this dock area.  This guy pointed to a nearby taxicab... note, no driver was behind the wheel, and we guessed later that Long-Haired Dude was likely both taxi captain and driver...  Anyhow, he indicated we’d be heading off soon, but first we had to wait for another party from the excursion boat that also needed a taxi to the ships.  I verified the price, $8 for the two of us, same as we paid coming over that morning.  NO PROBLEM!
 
We waited maybe 10 minutes while the stragglers unloaded from our excursion boat.  There was nobody else looking for a taxi from what we could see.  Meanwhile, our 45 minute cushion was shrinking!  I mentioned to Long-Haired Dude that we needed to get back to our ship… couldn’t we just go now?  This is where it became kind of a Catch-22; ironic since I’d been reading that classic book of the same name for the past few weeks. One phrase from the book immediately came to mind in the next moment: “There is only one catch… Catch-22… and it’s a good one!”   Anyhow, Long Haired Dude said we could go without the other (absent or non-existent) party, but then it would be a $12 fare.  I argued that he’d already told us $8, but then said I'd pay $10 if we left now.  He said we had to wait still for that elusive other party.  By now, nobody was left on or anywhere near the excursion boat except the boat crew, nor were there any folks looking for a taxi (note, since this was not a Cruise sponsored tour, most of the folks on the excursion were from Island hotels and taking hotel shuttles)…. Tellingly, those shuttle buses were already gone, and we were still there.. WAITING, for a non-existent party who would make our now long delayed taxi trip cheaper… and WAITING STILL! 

About 5 minutes later we’d both had it with Long-Haired Dude and headed off for the nearby "Water Taxi" pier.  Some other tourist on the excursion had mentioned these earlier in the day, said “Water Taxis” were plentiful and that the trip over to the Cruise Ship piers was quick.  Turns out the promised water taxis were actually WATER FERRIES, which left for Nassau across the water every 30 minutes.  It was now a little after 4 PM, but we were assured, as we bought our Ferry tickets.. $8 for the two of us..  that the next boat would leave in about 10 minutes. NO PROBLEM!... AM I RIGHT?.. TELL ME PLEASE!!

10 minutes came and went, and 5 minutes more after that, before some guy, the Ferry Captain it appeared (and possibly related to “long-haired” dude, I might guess, thinking about it now), walked SLOWLY to the boat at the end of the short pier, climbed in and went to the controls up front.  But then he turned around, climbed out of the boat and strode just as SLOWLY back up the pier.  It was nervous time now, about 4:20, and we were at the complete mercy of the boat ferry crew, and also hoping the Cruise ship crew would be merciful and wait long enough for late stragglers, LIKE US!  

Finally the captain strode back to the boat, a young deckhand going with him, and we were told to board the ferry AT LAST!  Lanie and I parked ourselves close to the back of the Ferry where we could depart quickly once we got to the other side.  But then the captain left the boat again and walked back up the pier, waving his arms and yelling something at a young family of five wandering down the pier.  Apparently they needed to board before we could go. 

FINALLY this last family was on board and the ferry was ready to push off; but it was already 4:30!  I asked the deckhand how long the short trip across to the Cruise ship pier would take.  He said 7 or 8 minutes; It was more like 15, and seemed longer than that, even, in my heightened state of anxiety as we chugged this way and that, the deckhand on the "mike" pointing out local landmarks, such as the four cruise ships, our Carnival Sensation still thankfully among them, that we slid by at length on our way to docking at the Nassau pier.  

We were finally there, or rather almost there, as we climbed off the ferry and hurried down the LONG pier; but we still had to go through a security line for returning cruise passengers before being cleared to rush ever more frantically down the rest of the LONG pier toward our ship.  We turned the corner at the mooring spot for the Carnival Sensation, still over 100 yards away from the re-boarding ramp.  There were no other passengers around the boarding area and it looked like the ship crew was getting ready to close up shop.  I waved my arms in the air as we hurried toward them; thankfully they saw us and waited!
 
We were on board at about 4:50, out of breath; the “short taxi” ride back to the Cruise ship had taken OVER AN HOUR!  We went immediately to our stateroom and popped open a bottle of red wine.  The ship fired up and set sail soon thereafter.  We were, indeed, on board, AND, MOST IMPORTANTLY, not wandering around the docks in a foreign country without our passports (we’d been advised to leave them on board in a safe place in our stateroom) and wondering how we’d get back to Port Canaveral without them, not to mention without our cruise ship as well.   

Ah, some Vinho Tinto to soothe frayed nerves!


Soon enough we could laugh about the whole thing; but it wasn’t too funny when it (the routine short taxi ride) was unraveling an hour before.  To paraphrase that book passage again; “There was only one Catch, Catch-22, and it was a good one!”..  “Eight bucks if the folks that aren’t here go with you, twelve bucks if they don’t; but in any event you must WAIT for them to NOT show up!”.... Arrgh!

Saying Goodbye to Nassau (and the Long-Haired Dude and Ferry Captain)