The High Life - Cruising the Aegean & Adriatic
If you’re 30 years short of retirement age, there’s only one reaction when you tell people you’re going on a cruise – baffled surprise. Aren’t they just for the blue rinse brigade? Don’t you spend your whole time listening to cheesy crooners? Won’t you be cooped up with thousands of other people or shepherded about in big tour groups?
Stepping aboard, I hoped everything I’d read and heard about the cruise revolution was true, while my husband wore an expression of mild panic, announcing we were the youngest people there without our parents.
But cruising truly has become chic. Our ship, the Azamara Journey, boasts a butler for each cabin, fewer than 700 passengers, a dedicated martini bar, plus a string of restaurants, bars, a casino, pool, spa – the list goes on. Launched in 2008, Azamara (part of the Royal Caribbean group) has its luxurious priorities straight: impeccable service, cabins (or staterooms) which put most hotels to shame, and of course the ability to whisk you around 7 different destinations in 8 days with barely any effort whatsoever.
All ashore
Our cruise took in the Aegean and Adriatic, although you can choose everywhere from the Caribbean to China, with around seven to eight hours at each stop.
Starting in Athens, we headed to Turkey for Canakkale – the nearest port to the ancient city of Troy – and Istanbul, the Greek islands of Chios and Mykonos, and finally to Italy, for Sorrento before disembarking in Rome, where we added on an extra two days back on land.
The rumours of rigidly enforced rules were also nowhere to be seen. Jeans may be banned in the dining rooms, but so is stuffy formality. And although we joined one organised tour around the ruins of Troy – which is doable on your own, but requires some planning and a friendly taxi driver given the limited time frame – we weren’t the only independent travellers toting guide books as we headed down the gang plank, skipping the pricy transfers and dodging the groups to grab a taxi, train or boat.
Even better, the relatively small size of the ship meant that we weren’t always consigned to far flung ports, docking just feet away from the main streets in Chios and Istanbul. And the bonus sights were almost as enjoyable as the official itinerary – waking to a different view every day, the heel of Italy appearing on the horizon after a day at sea, Stromboli’s minor eruption, a spurt of red against the night sky as we sailed past the island volcano.
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