Our cabin

We are on the 8th deck in cabin 833. It is close to the elevator and midship.

  • FREE 1-Night Pre-Cruise Hotel Package
    – FREE Ground Transfers
    – FREE Breakfast
    – FREE Porterage
  • FREE Unlimited WiFi*
  • FREE 15 Minutes of Ship-to-Shore Phone Time
  • L’Occitane® Mer & Mistral Soaps, Shampoos & Lotions
  • Welcome Bottle of Champagne with
    Fresh Fruit Arrangement
  • In-Suite Mini-Bar Set-Up & Refill
  • 24-Hour Room Service
  • Priority Online Shore Excursion Reservations
  • 10% Discount on Premium Wine & Liquor
  • 5% Discount on Regent Choice Shore Excursions, Hotel & Land Programs
  • Regent Plush Bathrobes & Slippers
  • Binoculars, illy® Espresso Maker & Cashmere Blankets
  • Vanity & Hair Dryer
  • Interactive Flat-Screen Television With Extensive Media Library, Complimentary Movies-on-Demand
  • Direct Dial Satellite Phone
  • Shoe Shine Service
  • Complimentary Tote Bag

We also get free visa service 4B404BEF-27E6-48FF-B4B1-EE3FEBEA5594

Cruise and cancer

As we finished the baseball trip we had a World Cruise planned, but Bert had a sore throat and we went to the doctor for the third time in a year. He sent up to a throat specialist and we learned within the next 48 hours that Bert had throat cancer. The oncologist said because of Bert’s age she was reluctant to treat him, she said we should consider sailing off into the sunset. I asked Bert what he wanted, and he said I want to live. I plan on having a 100 year birthday party. We canceled the cruise and began the focus on saving Bert. The doctor said there was a 50/50 chance of survival. We had Bert’s birthday party and friends and family came together to celebrate Bert’s life. The next day Bert began radiation. He was a trooper. We had support from friends and family and even our beloved San Francisco Giants. We decided to sell our condo and took off to spring training. We went to all the Giants home games. Bert said there were 3 places he would live New York, San Francisco, and Washington DC. After spring training we decided to check out DC and New York and decide where to go. We were headed toward DC and learned Gina Nibbi had an offer on our condominium. We accepted and decided we better figure out where to live. We ventured from Phoenix to DC and began looking at condominiums. We found a condo two blocks from the ballpark with a river view and fell in love with the Navy Yard. We placed an offer and it was accepted, but we couldn’t get in for two months. We began exploring DC and got Nationals season tickets. Shortly after our daughter was accepted into law school at American University in DC.


San Francisco Chronicle article on our trip
We decided at 93 it was time Bert enjoyed his bucket list. We spent 2014 going to 81 baseball games for the SF Giants. Oh, did I mention that we went on 81 road games, and the Giants won the World Series. We made many friends along the way. Bert got to fulfill his dream of living the life of a ball player, and I got to see my first World Series. The Giants made us feel like superstars. They gave us a jersey autographed by the entire team. They allowed us to sit with the players families during the playoff road games. Larry Baer invited us to sit with his family. It was a dream come true.


B530C3D1-FB14-4DA1-9823-CFFA5064DB18Bert and I enjoyed baseball, theater, and travel. We went to SF Giants training camp, enjoyed the SF ballet, and ACT theater. Eight months after meeting, on a theater trip to Canada, Bert proposed, and I said yes. You can guess what we did on the honeymoon, we cruised on the RSSC Voyager. We went from Sydney to New Zealand. Life has been an adventure ever since.

Where do I begin?

I guess the best place to start is at the beginning. My daughter and I were taking a cruise together because I planned on taking a job in Ghana and wouldn’t see her for a year. We had booked things together and made our plans. We had both been through a rough patch and so it was time to enjoy one of the activities we loved most, cruising. We boarded the ship, unpacked and went to dinner. I didn’t get the seating I prefer and so went to the dining room, and at our table was a man in his 90’s sailing alone. He introduced himself in his New York accent and began sharing his story. He’d been through a rough patch too, and his son had suggested he might want to cruise. I had not had many conversations with 90 year olds, but he seemed educated and interesting. Who knew where it would lead? Certainly not me.