Regal Princess Cruise to Costa Maya, Roatan, Belize and Cozumel - March 2025

Our favorite activity now that we've retired is cruising. Where we go isn't as important as the journey and the friends we make along the way.

We saved faithfully for years, doing without the luxuries so we could enjoy our golden years. And now, we're reaping the rewards. I only wish we were younger.

Despite our advanced years, we still enjoy listening to live rock and roll bands, dancing, zip lining (oh, yes!), and exploring new and familiar ports. We like collecting T-shirts and a hats from every port we visit.

Our trip this month was probably the best one we've ever had. The ship made it to every port and the hubby finally got to visit Costa Maya which we missed on the last cruise, due to high winds and swells.

Our suite was spacious, warm and inviting. The view from the balcony was fantastic. The service by our steward, Leo, was without a doubt, one of the best experiences. He made sure our cabin was properly stocked, cleaned and even helped when the maintenance folks were out on the deck repairing some pipes. He cleaned up and restored everything to its place.

The food this trip was excellent, from the Lido Deck pizza and burgers to the high-end steakhouse, The Crown Grill. We ate breakfast each morning at Sabatini's where we were treated like honored guests. The evening we enjoyed a specialty meal there, the chef went out of his way to prepare an off-menu item for two of our party - chicken Parmesan, which was in my friend's words, "the best he'd ever had" (other than his wife's, of course.)

This is French Toast with an apple compote and link sausages at Sabatini's Italian Trattoria.

The entertainment in the Piazza kept us hopping to the beat with performances by Everlasting Now and Asian Soul who played all the feel-good songs of the 70s 80s and 90s along with  performances by Cam Dunbar on acoustic guitar and Simon and Olga on violins.

We didn't have time to see all the other performers whose talent was showcased on the ship. We even missed the Theatrical production of Ashlie Amber celebrating Whitney Houston, but we heard she was fabulous.

Our first port, Costa Maya was a hub of activity with four other cruise ships in port. Surprisingly, the tourist center  in the town square wasn't too overcrowded. We were able to visit many of the shops and find some great deals on merchandise.

We didn't take any excursions on this stop. Just walked around in the square, got our passports stamped and then went back onboard.

It was a calm day with tropical temperatures and a refreshing breeze. Still, it was good to get back to the air conditioning and comfortable seating on the ship.
 

Our Effy "family," Star and Nikola went out of their way to make us feel welcome. With their help, I found the perfect gifts for my hubby's upcoming birthday. I was able to trade in a pair of earrings that I'd never worn for a man's necklace and a ring and a bracelet for myself that I absolutely love.

This is the third cruise where we've seen Nikola and he actually remembered us! He's such a nice guy who got us an extraordinary deal on the jewelry.

Effy's founder, Mr. Hermatian's story is a rags-to-riches tale that is truly inspiring. He worked until he no longer could even after his terminal diagnosis. He passed away in 2023 after three decades of designing beautiful jewelry.

Since Effy is based in New York, no taxes have to be paid on purchases. That's a tremendous savings.

At our second port of call, we signed up for a ziplining excursion with Extreme Zip Line Adventures of Roatan. Our friends, Keith and Renee joined us for their first time to try out the experience. After signing waivers and getting fitted with equipment, we had a slightly wait for the truck to take us up the rugged, dirt road straight up the mountains. That was a "hold onto your seat" kind of ride, but once we made it to the first station, the incredible view was well-worth it.

This is us on Station No. 1, 910' feet of up to 20 mph at a maximum of 60 feet above the ground. What a ride! The longest run was about 1610 feet long.

Five stations later, we were back at the Hideaway Bar on Mahogany Bay Beach to rehydrate. Our adrenaline was pumping.

Unfortunately, the professional photographers who usually film videos of the participants were not available for our visit. The guides, Donny and Harold, used our phones to capture a few runs for us. They were exceptionally patient with the four of us who are inexperienced zip liners.

They told us there was no need to rush and they patiently guided us through the whole excursion.

The stairs are steep and strenuous and the heat takes its toll on sedentary septuagenarians like the four of us. But, even when the hubby had to take a quick break to cool down, our guides remained cheerfully understanding. Harold used the wait time to tell us some of the island history and features.

Later that evening, we were invited to a Caribbean Party in the Concierge Lounge onboard with live music by Cam Dunbar and a table full of snacks and mixed drinks at the private function.

Our Suite Experience Concierge, Millie Coulson and newbie Serban Muresan welcomed us warmly and gracefully. We had a fantastic time. In fact, we were partying so loud the musician was told to turn down the volume. Ah, good times!

People from the 1880s - CD and Eula

When I was barely a teen, I met a couple at church who were in their 80s. C.D. and Eula Walker. I was enamored by their old fashioned way of talking, their infallible courtesy, their acceptance of our family as their own.

They had an after-church gathering at their house one Sunday and I was fascinated by the way the food was presented in fancy dishes and served buffet style from a sideboard. I remember someone asking Mrs. Walker where her husband had gotten off to. 

"He's probably at the buffet building sideboards on his plate," she answered. I wasn't sure what that meant so my dad later explained it was like having a wagon with wood rails along the side so you could pile things higher. 

We sat in their parlor on red velveteen couches with carved legs and arms. Crystal chandeliers twinkled in the dim lighting of the room as we ate our food and communed with one another.

Their house was filled with family heirlooms that looked to be from the "roaring 20s" and treasures from their travels abroad. Things they had collected mid-life when they were around 40. Mr. Walker took us on a tour of his garage where, hanging on the wall was a helmet from World War I and other mementos of days gone by. They would have been born in the 1800s around the same time as my own grandparents who lived out of state and we saw rarely. The Walkers had no children so they adopted us as a surrogate family.

I had foolishly worn my watch out to play and the band broke off. C.D. repaired it so that I could wear it like a pin attaching it to a gold Fleur de Lis broach. He presented it to me as a gift one Sunday at church. Having lived through the Great Depression, they learned to repurpose and reuse everything. Nothing was wasted.

How I wish I had thought to ask them about their lives, their travels, their experiences before it was too late.