Our meeting for the morning isn’t until 9:15am. Such luxury!
I slept most of the previous 14 hours (S got up at some point to eat and read). We both sound like death warmed over. I can’t decide if I have a new cold or if I’ve relapsed. S thinks it’s something she (we) caught on the plane.
In any case… Continue reading “Cruise Day 7: Genoa”