Yeah. Between Captain Stubingino's first mate Gopheracci buzzing the coastline while the good captain is down on the Lido deck entertaining his 20-year-old Moldavian girlfriend, and the ever-present threat of getting the galloping trots because some genius cross-connected the toilet plumbing with the potable water plumbing, I think I'll take a pass.
I'd pay something for a two-day complete technical tour of the engine room and other technical spaces, conducted by the propulsion system Chief, I must confess. Other than that, count me out.
