Let me set the scene for you.. April 1997. Family cruise, was supposed to be on The Big Red Boat but they went under (only metaphorically) and our travel agent moved us to the Fantasy. I have a big family. There were many of us including myself (13 at the time) and my newly 16 year old male cousin. Somehow we ended up in a room together, they just sort of split us off by age. It’s the final night of the cruise and we all need to get our luggage out by 11pm. Me being the responsible one, done. My cousin….? Nowhere to be found. Entire family searching for him. Probably staff searching for him. He’s finally found.. where you may ask? With a bunch of chicks on the topless deck. 🤣😆