Fall and winter are cruise season – when millions of people, many of whom un-ironically call themselves “cruisers,” pack up their suitcases and board a ship to sunnier climes. I am not (typically) one of those people.
I have been on cruises before – usually with my elderly relatives (avowed cruisers) or for a story. These experiences have almost always been on a river cruise where the boats are smaller, the people are not as rowdy, the sights are more interesting, and the confinement on board is not as long.
But I was never a huge fan – until last Fall when I fell in love with one particular cruise, the Avalon Saigon trip from Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, to Siem Reap, Cambodia.