Murder, She Wrote: Panning For Murder: Panning For Murder (Murder She Wrote) - Plot & Excerpts
The Glacial Queen accommodates eighteen hundred passengers and eight hundred crew, which might seem like too many people with whom to spend a week in a confined space. But the ship is huge, and I knew from previous cruises that once aboard, people seem to disappear into a ship’s recesses except when gathering for meals. Joining us in line were men and women of every age and size, sporting a wide array of attire, some looking as though they were ready for a fancy dinner party, some (most) casual in the extreme. The line moved surprisingly quickly, and we were soon going up a long, slanted walkway to the ship, which sat majestically at the pier. Enthusiastic, smiling young crew members directed us to our staterooms, which were adjacent, thanks to some last-minute wheeling and dealing by Susan Shevlin, our crackerjack travel agent back in Cabot Cove. Each room was spacious and nicely appointed, and glass doors opened to a balcony with a small white table and two deck chairs. While I waited for my luggage to be delivered, a voice came through a speaker informing all passengers that an emergency drill would be conducted within a half hour, with each block of cabins assigned to a specific deck.
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