Earlier this year, a girlfriend and I decided that we wanted to go on some kind of tropical vacation, as a way to get away from the hustle and bustle for a few days. Both of us being young professionals and on a pretty strict budget, we slowly realized we would have to cross off certain more luxurious destinations, and start browsing Expedia deals mornings before work while sleepily sipping down 5 dollar Starbucks lattes.
Finally, we land on the idea of a Carnival cruise. Neither of us are travel snobs or high maintenance so we were not turned off by the sometimes less-than-flattering reviews of the Carnival Cruiselines. You get a bang for your buck and the trip will only be as fun as you are willing to make it. From there, we decided to extend the invite to all of our friends. After dozens of emails back and forth, late night phone calls and a few girltalk chats over margaritas downtown, we had our group of 6. Each of us would be sharing a cabin, two to a room. I was so excited! I immediately started online bikini shopping and adding in extra workouts at the gym.
A week before we were set to drive down to Long Beach, where the ship ports, I get the call from my cabin bunkmate that she has a trial set for the week of the cruise and can no longer attend. Since I did not personally know any of the other people we were supposed to be picking up along the way down to LBC, I was a bit hesitant to go through with the plans alone.
I tell you—I am so glad I did. I truly had the best time! The food was good and plentiful, the activities were fun and the weather was great. Our port was Ensenada, which isn’t exactly the most glamorous of pit stops, but we still made the most of it and took the tour of the La Bufadora where we ate authentic Mexican food along the coastline and did some flee market shopping. There was entertainment every night (which we took full advantage of), as well as daytime trivia in multiple bars along the ship. All in all, we had a wonderful time and I would definitely go again.