Swim beneath the paddlewheel
The Pool Deck
Palm trees, a high board, and water the color of a postcard. Cocktails come to the rail; the sun does the rest.

As the guests shot it
Sunbathers, cannonballs, one perfect swan dive.






Wish you were here
Straight off the postcard rack.
Before you dry off, have your picture made up on the prow deck. Everybody does — half the photo albums in the West can prove it.
The water’s been fine since 1954.