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I bet I got your attention with that title. 
She's the world famous Queen Mary! Personally, seeing this beautiful ship permanently moored pains me. She should be out, exploring the open ocean and inspiring awe for those who have never seen a classy, older liner like this move about. But if keeping her here means keeping her safe from the scrapper's torch, then I say so be it.
There is somebody interested in restoring her and returning her to regular service but with an estimated cost of $1.5 billion, I wouldn't hold my breath.
Look at that anchor!
The port side docking wing, front funnel, and air horns (not the originals).
Isn't she beautiful?
The Crows' Nest.
A couple artistic hull shots.
Starting the tour, we began in the engine room. The tour was self-guided and since it was 3:00 PM on a weekday, the ship was practically empty. It began in the engine room which I must admit was rather creepy. The catwalks creaked as I walked along them, equipment turned on and off automatically, and the general atmosphere was very austere but historically awesome.
The engine room control panel.
That stamping was hard to get a photo of. It reads 'MAIN REDUCTION GEAR: 14 FT. DIAMETER'
The reduction gear through Plexiglas.
Steering Gear Electric Switchboard...
Part of the ship's World War II service part of the tour.
The ship's barber shop set-up on display.
And a price list for haircuts and shaves for men and hair cuts for women.
A set-up of the First Class Dining Hall.
And moving on to the cabins.
First Class is pretty swank.
Part of the first class rooms; this is the sitting room.
Even 3rd Class isn't half bad.
Somebody threw this message in a bottle overboard on the Queen Mary's final voyage to Long Beach, California in November, 1967 with the request that if it was found that it be mailed to her new address in Long Beach. Only a month later, it was discovered and mailed per the request of the original sender. This just made me smile.
I decided to sign the guestbook. Somebody wrote "We got lost. Thanks." on the previous page. Worth a chuckle.
She's the world famous Queen Mary! Personally, seeing this beautiful ship permanently moored pains me. She should be out, exploring the open ocean and inspiring awe for those who have never seen a classy, older liner like this move about. But if keeping her here means keeping her safe from the scrapper's torch, then I say so be it.
There is somebody interested in restoring her and returning her to regular service but with an estimated cost of $1.5 billion, I wouldn't hold my breath.
Look at that anchor!
The port side docking wing, front funnel, and air horns (not the originals).
Isn't she beautiful?
The Crows' Nest.
A couple artistic hull shots.
Starting the tour, we began in the engine room. The tour was self-guided and since it was 3:00 PM on a weekday, the ship was practically empty. It began in the engine room which I must admit was rather creepy. The catwalks creaked as I walked along them, equipment turned on and off automatically, and the general atmosphere was very austere but historically awesome.
The engine room control panel.
That stamping was hard to get a photo of. It reads 'MAIN REDUCTION GEAR: 14 FT. DIAMETER'
The reduction gear through Plexiglas.
Steering Gear Electric Switchboard...
Part of the ship's World War II service part of the tour.
The ship's barber shop set-up on display.
And a price list for haircuts and shaves for men and hair cuts for women.
A set-up of the First Class Dining Hall.
And moving on to the cabins.
First Class is pretty swank.
Part of the first class rooms; this is the sitting room.
Even 3rd Class isn't half bad.
Somebody threw this message in a bottle overboard on the Queen Mary's final voyage to Long Beach, California in November, 1967 with the request that if it was found that it be mailed to her new address in Long Beach. Only a month later, it was discovered and mailed per the request of the original sender. This just made me smile.
I decided to sign the guestbook. Somebody wrote "We got lost. Thanks." on the previous page. Worth a chuckle.
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