When the Ocean Won: My First Bout with Seasickness on Symphony

I've always been that person. You know the type—the one who brags about never getting carsick, never throwing up from alcohol, basically immune to motion sickness. I'd been on three cruises before and felt nothing but excitement and sea legs. So when my husband booked us on the Symphony of the Seas for a seven-day Caribbean cruise, I genuinely believed my streak would continue. Narrator voice: it did not. We boarded on a Friday afternoon in Miami, and I was immediately blown away by the ship. Symphony is massive—like, incomprehensibly massive. At 228,081 gross tons, it's genuinely hard to wrap your head around being on something so enormous. The atrium soared above us, and I felt like an ant in a shopping mall. I grabbed my cabin key from check-in, and we made our way to Deck 9 where our inside cabin was located. Inside cabins aren't fancy, but ours was clean and efficient, with two twin beds pushed together and a window that, well, didn't actually have a view of the ocean—just the corridor outside. I laughed about it then. I wouldn't be laughing much the next morning. Our first evening was perfect. We grabbed dinner at the main dining room on Deck 4, where our assigned server, Ma…