You booked a cabin.
The hallway is shared.
Day one gets a grace period. We’re all lost. By day two, your three-person walking tour should leave enough hallway for somebody else to reach breakfast.
Then there’s the midship staircase pizza. The forward staircase cocktail. The half-eaten snack beside the elevators. Do you ever need to eat and run? Fine. Your leftovers don’t need their own shore excursion. Please take them somewhere appropriate or ask a crew member.
The stairs also seem to double as a phone booth, a lounge and an Instagram studio. Meanwhile, the elevator vestibule has become someone’s conference room. Take the call, get the photo, enjoy the conversation. Just leave a route through for the people using these places to actually go somewhere.
And when the elevator opens, let people out before you charge in. It’s an elevator, not the last lifeboat. The same goes for the lunch queue. There will be another sandwich.
“Spatial awareness: the one thing you can pack that takes up absolutely no room.”
I know it happens. I’ve probably been in the way myself. A glance around and a step aside can save everyone a surprising amount of cruise rage.
What drives you overboard?
Midship stairs? Forward stairs? Elevator vestibules? Where does it happen for you? And be honest: have you ever had to eat and run?