Welcome to the New World Order. On the second day out we hit some fairly rough weather. My old destroyer would have been rolling fifteen degrees or more in weather like that, and the minesweeper would have been bobbing like a cork in a bathtub, but the Celebration's ride was as smooth as silk. I was very impressed with her seakeeping abilities. However, among many of the more skittish passengers, even this gentle ride was enough to bring out the scopolamine patches, and I did hear of people getting sick.
Colors schemes tend to range from merely bright to the utterly maniacal.
In addition to the two formal dining rooms, there was the Wheelhouse Grill, a nautically inspired area with cafeteria style food available for much of the day. This space was decorated with ships' wheels, radar displays, navigational charts, and the like. They also included radar antennae, hooked up to rotate as they would on a mast. These created an odd effect in that it took me several days to keep from flinching when I would turn a corner and find a radar antenna rotating at eye level six feet away. Celebration's onboard entertainment was good, but not spectacular.