Cunard time.

An hour spent watching the sunset linger over the minarets of Istanbul. An entire afternoon, lost in the library or the spa.

The evening holding its breath while the entire ship dresses for dinner. Twenty

bracing minutes of a wind-whipped morning promenade. That eureka moment, finally

tasting the difference between a Saint-Emilion and a Hermitage.

Numberless days that spill into each other as you skim across the ocean, drinking

in iconic sights from the peerless comfort of one of our world-famous Queens.

These hours, minutes and moments are the fabric of your days at sea.

This is Cunard time.