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Baked Alaska
Part 2: Reclining Postures

We spent only one day in open sea, but the Gulf of Alaska delivered a hurricane-strength storm. At Cruisercise class, my yoga instructor had us do reclining postures because she was afraid we'd fall down from the rocking of the boat. I watched the weather channel nervously on the TV in my tiny stateroom. Eight- to twelve-foot seas. Gale force winds.

I met other passengers commiserating about seasickness. We quickly learned to recognize each other on sight. "How're you feeling?" "That was a big one, wasn't it?" One woman lay out on deck covered with plaid blankets. I sat down next to her, and we dispatched her husband for Saltines and ginger ale. Mist from crashing waves sprayed us up on the 6th deck.

I wore a motion-sickness patch behind my ear so I wasn't actually sick. But I hated being alone at 5 a.m., listening to the closet doors slam open and shut and my lipsticks rolling around in the bathroom. I got dressed and took the elevator to the lobby. The palm trees and chandeliers swayed ominously. It felt like a disaster movie-"The Poseidon Adventure," perhaps. "You may want to stay in your rooms," the ship's commodore advised on the PA at 7 a.m.

By 9:30 a.m. we were safely inside the Inside Passage. But after seeing the Kenai Fjords, Glacier Bay paled by comparison. Groggy passengers stayed in their staterooms and watched the whole thing on TV.

Part 3: It's the Love Boat

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