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Clouds, a bit of misty drizzle, but otherwise warm weather greeted us as we docked. There was, as in any port area, floating debris, but not for long. A crew assigned to pick up the trash was on duty. I was first in Acapulco aboard a Greek ship, the Jason. A semi-regular on Petticoat Junction,… [Read More]
It’s back !! Sonette thought it belonged to Room Service. Room Service had no idea what it was and why it was in their kitchen. She found all by itself on an out-of-the-way kitchen shelf. The sun shown on smooth water as we sailed to Acapulco. Even when we reached the area of Tehuantepec, which… [Read More]
We are now in one of the busiest and most modern ports in Central America. It is certainly not the prettiest. Vendors are set up on the freight dock. The hawkers know which ship is which and, which is rich. The prices are set accordingly. One frog made of “jade” was $450 dollars. Another piece… [Read More]
Michael loves her Kindle and I am jealous. There is no way i could have brought 1000 page “The Dome” by King on this trip. It alone would have put me over the AA weight limit. So this was a nice slow day, but it had its problems. There was an envelope in our door… [Read More]
Sugen på en kryssning på nära håll i sommar? 2010 bjuder i så fall på många möjligheter – ofta ombord på nya fartyg. Genom att placera de flesta av årets nya fartyg i europeiska farvatten har den nordamerikabaserade kryssningsindustrin visat att man tror på Europa. De största nordamerikanska nybyggena, Norwegian Epic (150 000 bruttoton) och… [Read More]
Breakfast was at Colonnade and good. So much variety, and yet I saw no area for the line to get waffles or fried eggs or even omelets. I settled on the already prepared scrambled eggs, hot in the pot. On most ships this becomes a dry run, but these eggs were better than I make… [Read More]
If memory serves me (but it hardly does) perhaps the most relaxed moment of my life took place this afternoon. The bow whirlpool with the birds drifting overhead was only interrupted by the squawking when one tried to land where there was no room for a stranger. Share This Post With Friends