I'm not really a car person, but so far so good. I got to meet a lot of new people--and some old friends, see great scenery (so unreal...) and realize--yeah, well. I still have issues. Me and boats, we don't get along.
That thing swayed and jiggled like it was almost time for Jello. I went up on deck thinking it was going to be like the Seattle ferries. Up and down, down and up--side to side, all I could think of was how to get from the "sun deck" to the "I"m not going to throw up deck."
Five minutes of sitting very still later, my stomach settled down, but I still felt queasy when I went outside to watch the islands go by. Guess I'm not as blase as I think.