The two wine connoisseurs, husband and wife, were nearing the end of an unforgettable cruise, memorable because of the unending storm which had dangerously rocked the ship for days. Severe winds and monstrous waves combined to force the ship off schedule by almost a week. Due to the turbulent weather, the captain skipped the last two ports, and he had just announced that their final destination was not their home port but another, a hundred miles from where they started. Damage to the vessel required a more immediate landing.
Worse yet, the ship's wine supply had run short because of numerous broken bottles, resulting from the heavy seas. At dinner on the last night the husband ordered their usual rare, vintage port but the waiter informed them that he had served them the last bottle the night before. The husband then ordered several more vintage wines but was told that none of them were left either. Finally, the husband asked what was available. "Ruby Port," was the answer. The wife grimaced noticeably. but the husband called for the cheap stuff anyway.
When the wine was poured, he raised his glass as in a toast. His wife reluctantly joined him as he said:
"Any port in a storm."