It’s official. The last of the travel plans related to our cruise this summer are cancelled. Continue reading “Official”
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”
S and I are both slow moving this morning. It was a rough night. But we have breakfast, medicate, and go to join our excursion to Marseille and Aix-en-Provence.
Which gets a delayed start because there’s a strike in France. Continue reading “Cruise Day 6: Marseille”
Our stop is for Barcelona, but our tour is for Barcelona, Montserrat and Wine Tasting.
Naturally they take us for the wine tasting first. Continue reading “Cruise Day 5: Barcelona”
I don’t sleep well, but no matter. It’s an early morning (breakfast in our room again) so we can make it to our tour in Malta.
We start with a harbor cruise, seeing the fortifications of this city.
There are two harbors in Valletta, and to get from one to the other we have to go out into rougher seas. S and I think it’s great fun, but there are some stressed people on the tour!
After the harbor tour, we visit a glassworks shop and then stroll down the waterfront to sample the local flavors — appetizers and wine.
Then we are back toward the ship, getting on board for a more substantial lunch, a good book, and a view of the port.
Summary: I really like the feel of Malta.
Also a call made to wish happy birthday to my Sweet Pea (IRL)
A good book gives way to a good nap.
Leisurely afternoon on board. Dinner just a nibble. Cirque de Soleil tickets acquired for our final night on board.
Then a quiet(ish) corner of the ship to read and watch the world go by.
S is up in the small hours and creeps out to read for a while. I wait it out and go back to sleep.
The breakfast we ordered in arrives 30 minutes early. No worries, our jammies are company- friendly.
We can feel the ship making small adjustments for the docking procedure. Over coffee & hot chocolate we grin that of course they’d be extra careful – they hit a dock here a few weeks ago. The rear of the ship bears the signs of the repair.
After we arrive at our hotel in Florence, we both get the obligatory shower (airports & airplanes – ugh) then change to go out for a while. We had debated a nap – even without any significant traffic, the drive felt like eternity – but by this time it’s after 4pm and we realize a nap now will mean we don’t sleep at night.
So we pull ourselves together and explore the area nearby. We find the local tram station and ride down into the center of Florence, seeing the Duomo at night and strolling down cobblestone streets and having hot chocolate (warming the hands and the belly).
We only walk around for about an hour though, before we head back to the hotel and have dinner, and make our plan for tomorrow: Florence by day and a train ride to Pisa in the afternoon.
Back in our room, we settle in and are both out cold by a few minutes after 10:30pm local time.
I stir at 7:30am. I could get up. Maybe.
At 9:30, we both stir. Check the train schedules. Get ourselves ready.
A little after 11am we are training into Florence. We head for the Galleria Academia to see the David. We stop for our respective forms of morning caffeine, while we walk. Continue reading “Tuscany: Florence & Pisa”
My flight isn’t until after 10pm, so there’s plenty of time to do a tour of Singapore on the way to the airport.
G’s flight isn’t until tomorrow but he’s signed up to go on my excursion with me, just to extend our time together. Continue reading “Day 11: Disembarkation in Singapore”
The port where we’ve docked is a good hour from Kuala Lumpur proper, so there’s ample opportunity to nod off en route.￼
But I wake up in time to see the city, the old train station, the national mosque, the war memorial and museum visit. And of course, to see the towers.
(G had already done this tour, so he really didn’t need to come do it again. But I’m on it, so he signed up again. Did I mention, likes me lilbit? – More than a little, and a lot more than like, he says.)
As usual, because of the long ride and the full itinerary, everything we stop to do is a big rush.
Back on board the ship, we head to our cabins – no socializing this afternoon … It’s packing night. I’m carrying off (which I debate briefly but ultimately decide is the only way I’m getting everything off the ship). I get squared away, showered and dressed for dinner, when G calls to say that T has invited everyone to come down and meet for drinks before dinner.
I buy everyone a round, and we all have a great time hanging out.
Then we go for a final dinner (or is it last supper?) The one that seems less “forever.”
Afterward we all go to the last show which is really quite awful but none of us is willing to leave the group to skip out.
Finally that torture ends, and we say our goodbyes, give hugs, and surprisingly manage not to cry all over each other.
Because all these initials I’ve been using don’t do them justice: Trudy, Greg, Viviana, Andy, Patricia, Suzanne. May we all meet again. ❤️
It’s an at sea day, and for the first half of it, everyone will be on the upper decks, staring at the skies.
Our gang, sans ND who is probably at the gym, all meet up for breakfast (T and I arriving first, since we live on that deck), then we all linger at the pool as the AM hours pass. Continue reading “Day 9: At Sea (Annular Solar Eclipse)”