There isn’t much in the way of pictures for the next 2 days on board, because it’s largely windy and rainy on top of far-from-land, and thus for the most part, not much to see outside. I join Alan for the Captain’s Luncheon, as promised. It’s a private event for the 40 or so Most Cruised passengers (and a guest as desired, which is why I am there). For every 6 passengers, one of the senior staff joins the table. At ours, that’s Antonio, the senior Engineer, originally from Italy and scheduled to retire there next year. He and Alan talk “ship” and we cross-talk with the other passengers. Continue reading “Across the Tasman”
There are no ports of call for the day; we are scenic cruising through Fiordlands National Park. This means that overnight we swung out into rougher seas (made worse by rough weather) to reach the entrance to Dusky Sound (which is actually a fjord). Continue reading “Scenic Cruising”
I got on my tour bus (egad, not another shore excursion tour bus). Continue reading “Dunedin”
And after my mixed-review shore excursion the next odd thing for the day is that later than evening, when I joined the gang for dinner, Steve seemed to be flirting with me. I know, that probably doesn’t sound like a calamity to you, but trust me… I’m already flirting-impaired. I am not remotely looking for a shipboard flirtation/short-term romance/fling/whatever.
So this is just awkward for me, all the way around. But OK. It’s just a little bit of flirting over dinner. Not a big deal, right? Even if it IS someone I’m assigned to see at dinner literally every night?
Then after dinner, since I had lost my Wii Fit Meter (I supposed in the Theatre, while waiting for my excursion to Christchurch), and since he was planning to go see the show there right after dinner, he went with me. Continue reading “Another odd thing”
I hadn’t meant to take a tour to Christchurch. I certainly hadn’t planned to take a tour that was almost 2 hours, each way, by bus AND didn’t even include lunch. But apparently, that’s what I did. Continue reading “Akaroa to Christchurch (and back)”
Who had I met so far? Continue reading “A pause for introductions”