Paying homage to swing ... here are my jazz hands!
I love the architecture from this era, they just don’t make elevators like this anymore. Standing in front of them I couldn’t help but think of all the people ... the famous, the rich, the regal ... who may have passed through these elevators.
See, even the ceiling looks cool.
Everywhere you look you are reminded of a different time. The promenade extends the length of the ship and is filled with stores, cafes and historic reminders of how the ship looked back then.
One such case held photos and mementos from over Queen Mary’s years ... and ignited a memory from my own childhood. When I was young, my Grandparents took me to Europe. At one point we traveled on a Ferry from England to France, and it was here my Grandmother bought me a little blue velvet Sailor doll. Exactly like the one behind the case! I loved my Grandmother and I loved that little Sailor doll. It was so weird to see a childhood ‘friend’ like that. The next day we found more in one of the shops on the promenade. After relaying my story, the shopkeeper told us “Yes, we do sell those dolls.” And as he picked one up he stated, “This one is on consignment and it sells for $465.”
Needless to say, I now have a great photograph of my little Sailor Doll!