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          by Lisa Law 
        Ronnie Baker Brooks, Bernard Allison and Joe Louis 
          Walker  
         
          Blue Sky, Blue Water, and a Ship Full of The Blues
        By Linda Oatman High 
         
           
             
               
                 Oh, baby don't you want to go 
                  Oh, baby don't you want to go 
                  Back to the land of California . . . 
               
             
                                      -1936, 
              Robert Johnson 
           
         
        We're on an AirTran flight from the East Coast to the West, and the 
          pilot is unknowingly giving us a serendipitous beginning to a trip consisting 
          of rhythm and blues. We're flying away to a ship full of the blues  
          The Legendary Rhythm and Blues Cruise  and this captain is serenading 
          his passengers with a homegrown harmonica riff before lifting off into 
          the wild blue yonder. I've never before had a pilot wail on the blues 
          harp. AirTran rocks. 
        Arriving at the San Diego Airport, we're greeted by another auspicious 
          beginning to this trip: a glitzy jazz band getting down with some brass 
          in the baggage claim area. Picked up (on time!) by the friendly driver 
          Olag from Beach Limo, we're smoothly transported in a shiny black town 
          car through the non-congested streets of this lovely California city. 
          Palm trees wave in greeting, and San Diego sparkles with a magical nighttime 
          waterfront charm. We glide into the Gaslamp Quarter, a swanky district 
          founded by a San Francisco developer who in 1867 discovered this area 
          then only known as Rabbitville. 
        Still maintaining much of the energy and spirit of its frontier days, 
          the Gaslamp Quarter is a lively and happening place. There's lots of 
          upscale shopping and boutiques, hipster nightclubs and open-air cafes, 
          super-model types and twenty-somethings decked out to the nines in the 
          latest trendy fashions.  
        The Marriott San Diego Gaslamp Quarter hotel is an oasis of mod and 
          hip architecture, spacious and clean rooms, and the coolest check-in 
          desk this side of the Pacific. Illuminated from behind by colored lights, 
          the counter is run efficiently by friendly staff, obviously happy to 
          be at your service. On the counter are bowls of all-American Boomer-era 
          candy: saltwater taffy, Necco wafers, Pixie Sticks, and Hershey Kisses. 
         
        With lots of comfy seating and wireless internet access, the hotel 
          lobby is a popular gathering space, and the restaurant  the Soleil 
          @ K  includes a full breakfast with the Snooze and Cruise deal. 
          Taxi vouchers are also part of the package, making it easy and convenient 
          for cruise visitors. 
        San Diego's cruise port is a simple ten-minute trip from the Gaslamp 
          District, making this a more accessible terminal than most East Coast 
          ports. Check-in is a breeze, and before we know it we're on the Oosterdam, 
          an exquisite and immaculate Holland America ship upon which even the 
          elevators are of upscale showcase material.  
        We're heading for Mexico; there's blue sky above and blue water below, 
          and a ship full of the blues. Cool. 
         
           
            
               
                Captain, tell your men to get on board 
                I sure see 'em just pull into another shore . . . 
                                             -1931, 
                Bessie Smith 
             
           
         
          
        Blues Cruise has been sailing from Florida to the Caribbean since 1994, 
          and in 2006 the first San Diego cruise was launched. Spearheaded by 
          Kansas City music promoter Roger Naber, the Legendary Rhythm and Blues 
          Cruise is one-of-a-kind: the only all-blues-all-the-time cruise in the 
          universe. Once a Blues Cruiser, always a Blues Cruiser, so it seems. 
          Many of the passengers on our boat seem to be returning Cruisers, hooked 
          on this event that's not only a cruise but a music festival not to be 
          found anywhere else in the world. Add to all that music a boatload of 
          scrumptious food, and you've got the recipe for a great vacation. Even 
          the Holland America employees are enjoying themselves. 
        "We never have bands like this on usual cruises," says one 
          young food service worker who hails from Indonesia. "This is sweet." 
        His co-worker, whose name tag reads "Hunky Dory," grins effervescently 
          and nods in agreement. Hunky Dory is a favorite of the buffet diners. 
          He knows everybody's names. He never forgets. And he's really, really 
          liking this cruise. 
        "Blues Cruise is lots of fun," Hunky Dory states. "I 
          digging it very much." 
        Hard-core blues aficionados mingle with casual fans and newbies on 
          Blues Cruise, and the ship becomes a happy bubble of music-love, delectable 
          food, and fun. Jam sessions are part of the norm on this ship, and it's 
          not uncommon to stumble across four or five blues legends getting together 
          to create a brand-new impromptu tune born of spontaneous combustion. 
         
        
        
         
           
            
              
  
               
             
           
         
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