When the Essex House front desk asked Pati and Beebee whether they would need a taxi when they checked out, Pati said yes. When the clerk asked what time the taxi would be needed, Pati said 1 pm. After leaving their luggage in the Essex storage room, they walked out to eat breakfast at a good local Cuban restaurant.
After a last stroll near the beach, Pati and Beebee decided they would go to the ship early. They returned to retrieve their luggage and the front desk clerk obligingly called for a taxi. They used the time waiting for the taxi to get in a few last minutes of free internet time.
After 45 minutes of waiting in the lobby with no taxi appearing, they decided to wait outside. As soon as they got their luggage to the curb, Pati saw a cab and flagged it down. They were off to the cruise ship port!
Carnival Destiny was their ship, they told the taxi driver, whose English was a lot worse than they realized at the time. As they neared the port, they could see a long line of cruise ships with Destiny at the head of the line. There's Destiny they said to each other and took a picture of it through the taxi window. Getting into the act, the taxi driver said There's Imagination (Carnival Imagination was the 4th ship in line.) The lineup was Carnival Destiny at Terminal B, a Norwegian ship at Terminal C, Carnival Victory at Terminal D, Carnival Imagination at Terminal E, and many more.
The taxi approach to the ships requires coming in from the end of the line and peeling off at the proper terminal. After the taxi drops off the passengers, the road then shoots the taxi back toward town. The taxi driver decided to peel off at Victory. NO they said, Destiny! Then he tried Imagination. NO they said, Destiny. IT IS IN THE OTHER DIRECTION. Des-tin-ee? He said. Back the other way? He said. YES they said.
Back around the big loop they went. The taxi driver peeled off again, stopped directly opposite the Norwegian ship, hopped out, put the luggage at the curb, got his fee, and left. Don't let him leave, the baggage handler said, he needs to drive you to Destiny.
Too late. He was gone.
Luckily, the Destiny baggage handler was only 50 feet away. After handing over a healthy tip, Pati and Beebee breezed through the fastest embarkation ever.
Goodbye Miami! (Well, at midnight.)
After a last stroll near the beach, Pati and Beebee decided they would go to the ship early. They returned to retrieve their luggage and the front desk clerk obligingly called for a taxi. They used the time waiting for the taxi to get in a few last minutes of free internet time.
After 45 minutes of waiting in the lobby with no taxi appearing, they decided to wait outside. As soon as they got their luggage to the curb, Pati saw a cab and flagged it down. They were off to the cruise ship port!
Carnival Destiny was their ship, they told the taxi driver, whose English was a lot worse than they realized at the time. As they neared the port, they could see a long line of cruise ships with Destiny at the head of the line. There's Destiny they said to each other and took a picture of it through the taxi window. Getting into the act, the taxi driver said There's Imagination (Carnival Imagination was the 4th ship in line.) The lineup was Carnival Destiny at Terminal B, a Norwegian ship at Terminal C, Carnival Victory at Terminal D, Carnival Imagination at Terminal E, and many more.
The taxi approach to the ships requires coming in from the end of the line and peeling off at the proper terminal. After the taxi drops off the passengers, the road then shoots the taxi back toward town. The taxi driver decided to peel off at Victory. NO they said, Destiny! Then he tried Imagination. NO they said, Destiny. IT IS IN THE OTHER DIRECTION. Des-tin-ee? He said. Back the other way? He said. YES they said.
Back around the big loop they went. The taxi driver peeled off again, stopped directly opposite the Norwegian ship, hopped out, put the luggage at the curb, got his fee, and left. Don't let him leave, the baggage handler said, he needs to drive you to Destiny.
Too late. He was gone.
Luckily, the Destiny baggage handler was only 50 feet away. After handing over a healthy tip, Pati and Beebee breezed through the fastest embarkation ever.
Goodbye Miami! (Well, at midnight.)
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