I was in a panic. All of my good intentions to carry my Bonine everywhere with me, no matter what, on every trip, had ceased to be important after our cruise ship docked in Vancouver and I figured I wasn’t going to need it again until we flew home.
Only I did need it.
We were setting out on a Sunset Dinner Cruise with Harbour Cruises. On the water! With no seasickness medicine! This was not a good thing for me.
I checked with the Harbour Cruise office but they had none and warned that I might not make it back in time if I tried to make a dash to a local drug store. So, with assurances from my husband that the water looked as smooth as a farm pond, I would be fine, fine, fine, not to worry, I mounted the small gangway up to the large and luxurious MVP Constitution, Vancouver’s only authentic paddlewheeler.
And I was fine.