Yesterday, we crossed the Equator shortly after lunch, and at midnight, skipped day to bring us 14 hours ahead of GMT. For some reason, the Crossing the Equator ceremony is 24 hours later today; I cannot imagine the obcious “good reason” for this delayed custom. The on board web cam which gives a 24/7 bow view, shown on my stateroom TV confirms yet another glorious day ahead. Already, the temperature is nudging 30 degrees Celsius; a slight swell is a reminder of this vast ocean, the Pacific. Already, I have booked my table companions into the “Alternative Dining” on deck 9 for next week; I have also arranged dinner with my table companions at the Captain’s Table on February 26th to mark my 70th birthday three days later, when on March 1st, I shall be travelling by train and bus between Coff’s Harbour and Brisbane. It seems my itinerary has become “legendary” on board ship. “Why didn’t I think of that; Why would you want to do that by train?” and several remarks both encouraging and otherwise have been the reaction when in conversation with “fellow guests” as Cunard refers to its passengers. And in fact, as the day approaches for me to leave the comfort and security of this fine luxurious vessel, I doubt increasingly the wisdom of this tremendous itinerary my travel agent has skilfully put together for me. However, I have slept on trains before, and I know I shall be thrilled at crossing from east to west, the continent of Australia by rail, as well as from top to bottom. I hope, sincerely, this is NOT my last trip to the Antipodes. Indeed, within a couple of years, there is a stunning railtour of both North and South Islands, New Zealand, which has aroused my interest.
Back to today; it is glorious. Now to complete my walking target.
Finally, the on board internet is struggling in this remote part of the world. Things might become a little out of sync.
Thanks for reading, David.
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