We came armed with three different kinds of seasickness tablets, but used only one as a preventative course of action, given to us by a sailing friend (thank you Greg). We didn't really have any problem, but just felt a little unsettled for a few days.
The ship rocked a lot with the wave action, and we always needed to have a hand free to grab a railing, or a wall, or a post. Everyone looked like they had had way too much to drink and we smiled at each other as we careened along halls and down stairs.
The dining room windows looked like washing machines on slosh cycle.
After about a week we noticed people we had never seen before, and reasoned they had been in their cabins feeling poorly. Suddenly the dining room was a little busier at mealtimes!
Doing daily yoga was a challenge as was anything that required balance. A few people had falls - two even broke their arms, and one cracked her head a bit.
For us the only time we really had to be careful was when we weren't being careful at all - swing jive dancing. Most nights there was music and very few people danced, either by choice or ability or affinity. Martin and I kicked our heels up several evenings, and were grateful to have almost a free dance floor (on the open deck) because as the ship rolled to one side, so we would drift, and then as the ship rolled the other side, we would stagger back the other way. We only chose moves that kept us in touch more or less, and my spins were a little on the clunky side. It was rather hilarious, but now we can say we danced in the middle of the Atlantic ocean, above the fishes and the deep blue sea!
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