Cheese, crackers, almonds, watermelon, and a decaf coffee. Some banana bread later, perhaps.
After boarding the ferry alongside two boisterous high school soccer teams, I quickly took a b-line for the Seawest. The Spirit of Vancouver Island, while one of the fleet’s older vessels, boasts in my opinion, the best Seawest Lounge of them all. Seats wrap around the front of the ship, and a partition separates the snack area from the seating, making it an even quieter affair.
This however did not prevent me from being disturbed by a rather loud family who burst into the Lounge looking alcohol of all things. “You got any booze in here?” asked the rather gruff man. “No sir, not on the ferries. We are a frozen highway.”
There was moment of palpable tension, but in the end, the family forked over their twelve dollars, grabbed a cheese plate, and most importantly, froze their yapping. All is right in the Seawest Lounge.
A thrilling night on the high seas.