They’ve made re-runs of Titanic how many times now. I know it is a damn good movie, minus the constant bawl-your-eyes-out parts and yes, yes, yes, the bloody thing-a-ma-jig sinking. Whose to blame, you could say those humongous icebergs who resemble bouncers at a nightclub during the winter, in other words, don’t mess with the freeze. Actually it could be Arnie (Arnold Schwartzenegger) playing his part as Mr. Freeze in those Batman re-runs (not more re-runs) - ‘A freeze is coming,’ so says Mr. Freeze. Well, a freeze ready happened man, they made Titanic didn’t they.
But I think people are board of watching those Titanic re-runs over and over again and have taken the next step….an Alaskan Glacier Voyage, meeting those famous ice-bergs face-to-face - ‘hey that’s them, wave to the icebergs everyone, give them a big hug’. This voyage was a whole 7 nights. I mean a wave yes (no not a tsunami for Heavens above), like waving your hand, but not a hug, that’s a bit too up close and personal and too….Titanicphobia.
Just when you think you have escaped the Titanic re-runs, a good old mate tries to liven up the Alaskan trip with too much relevance… watching Titanic re-runs. Then you see some of the icebergs fall into the freezing waters while you, swallow, your once delicate and yummy Alaskan salmon on your Alaskan trip, and it’s like…Titanic has come back to haunt you. It’s either that or the house falling apart on you, which
is highly unlikely…then again. I bet you keep dropping your Alaskan salmon each time you glance at those icebergs, saying ’bloody Titanic’. And then you see the weird, wild and wonderful swim around in the cold, cold…cold waters (hey, maybe that’s what www for internet addresses means); as if sea-sickness wasn’t enough - ‘I’m not going in there’. Lions and Tigers and Bears (Dorothy from Wizard of Oz) turns into Whales, Sharks and Polar Bears…oh my. You hide yourself in the corner of your room on the ship and keep blurting out ‘bloody Titanic’.
Then there’s the Titanic fans who are sick of the re-runs and want the real thing to happen, chanting, ‘crash, crash, crash, crash’, and, ‘sink, sink, sink, sink’. You end up finding them on your beloved Alaskan Glacier Voyage, for a whole seven days. You’re probably thinking, who let them on the ship. You could get even you know. Walk up to them and say, ‘life-jacket or no life-jacket, that is the question’.