Aboard the Sea Adventurer
Busses took us to black Zodiaks, which we boarded for a short ride out to our ship. We found our room on the lowest deck and settled in. Two bunks, a porthole, a desk, twin wardrobes with drawers, a tiny bathroom with shower, a TV screen in case we wanted to see the daily schedule or watch one of the talks from the comfort of our beds. We could have gotten larger quarters by spending thousands of dollars more, but why would we do that? Our last trip we lived in a tent.
We all gathered in the forward lounge for coffee and sandwiches and ever-present cookies, before Matthew Swan introduced the staff and we learned about logistics from Stefan, who speaks with a heavy Swedish accent.
Steve said he’d seen the dinner menu and we could choose between hamburgers, spaghetti and flatbread. Sounded fine to me—first nights on the raft trips tend to be simple. Instead, in the nicely appointed dining room, we had onion soup, salad Nicoise, stuffed cabbage or cod caught from the ship that day, chocolate mousse.
After dinner, we explored the ship. There’s a little library with travel books, fiction, games and two computers we never used. The forward lounge for updates and programs, plus an intimate little bar. Three levels in front for observation, and three in back with tables and lounging furniture. And the bridge, where guests are welcome.
We slept well, rocked by the ship as it headed down the long fjord. (Note the mountain with a snow patch in the shape of a Canadian maple leaf.)