Here Comes The Rain Again
December 1, 2014
This morning, the skies opened up on Viking River Cruises’ Viking Baldur in Budapest. I sat in the Atrium, sipping my morning coffee and posting my adventures in France aboard Viking Forseti as I listened to the rain pound on the glass skylight above my head. I watched it form a small pool there. I saw it cascading down over the sides of the ship and stream down the windows in that unnatural way it always seems to rain in the movies.
But this is no Road to Perdition sequence; no. This is real life, and the torrential downpour is made by Mother Nature herself. Complicating matters: it’s cold out; barely above freezing and damp, with a wind that chills you to the bone.
Now, I’ve almost singlehandedly destroyed my Nikon DSLR on about three trips this year due to torrential rain. I nearly dropped it in the drink off Australia’s Kimberley Coast. It had to dry out for a day while sailing off Canada’s Haida Gwaii, and darn near iced up in Alaska. So I took one look at the weather, got up, went back to my stateroom, and left Mr. Nikon in his nice, dry perch up on the vanity desk area.
Instead, I set out to explore Budapest (you didn’t really think I’d just stay on the ship sipping coffee, did you?!), armed only with my iPhone instead.
Here’s why I love Viking so much: they’ve anticipated nearly everything you could possibly think of – including the fact I brought a very cool but woefully inadequate umbrella with me. I bought it at the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam earlier this year, but it’s a touch on the small side – today’s downpour would call for one of the bright red Viking River Cruises golf umbrellas that sit in a carrier just outside the main entrance doors.
In all the times I’ve sailed with Viking, this is the first time it’s rained so badly that I’ve had to pick up one of their gigantic umbrellas – and it did the trick, keeping me dry for my morning and afternoon of self-guided explorations in Budapest.