Ready, Set, Go....

     The night before we left St. Maarten, our final port of call in the western Atlantic, our cabin steward left an invitation to the Scallywag Sail Away Ceremony and 2 faux gold doubloons on our bed. Apparently this party was a tradition on the night we set sail across the pond.   
      Our cruise director planned quite an extravaganza. The navigation deck was festooned with flags and the staff were dressed as pirates. It was a very festive atmosphere. Of course the rum punch didn't hurt.
     As we threw our doubloons in the requisite pirates chest I had my fingers crossed. I wasn't taking any chances. I wanted to make doubly sure our next 6 days at sea crossing the Atlantic were smooth.
     This was where the real adventure began....