Monday, March 02, 2020
I've never taken a cruise. Never wanted to go on one. Not my thing. For almost 20 years when I did want to travel it was astride my motorcycle. Flying has become something reserved for close relatives' funerals and they're pretty much gone now.
I don't understand why, in recent days, I'm receiving emails from cruise line brokers. I have to say there seem to be some real good bargains out there. There are plenty of 14-day Trans-Atlantic cruises on offer at $350 to $400. Now I assume that's sub-steerage or bilge class accommodation but still, 14-days for 400 bucks. That's crazy.
Same same for those all-inclusive resorts. It's like they miss me and I don't even know those guys.
I expect what I'm experiencing are the telltale signs of a tourism industry being hammered by the Covid-19 virus. Now, granted, cruise ships have lost a bit of their lustre as the public has come to see them as viral incubators. It's probably not everyone's idea of a dream holiday to wind up moored at some remote dock, confined to your cubicle room, getting your meals left at your cabin door by - who knows? No party there.
Will this be the end of cruise lines? Who knows? This contagion is still playing out.
If we wind up in a pandemic it's hard to imagine that society won't be re-ordered in many ways, some of them very unexpected.
We are indeed living in interesting times.