This crossing is far from tempestuous and, as we steam towards New York, the sun is more evident, and the temperatures slightly enhanced at 61 degrees Fahrenheit. The navigational information on my stateroom television indicates that Newfoundland is off our starboard side, but certainly not within sight.The Captain’s noon-day address confirmed the much improved weather was due to our crossing the warm waters of the Gulf Stream. I remember this unlikely warmth during a winter east-bound crossing in January 2014. Slightly less calm seas are forecast for later tonight and tomorrow morning as we encounter a trough of low pressure, and a further cooling influence.
I was joined for lunch in the Verandah restaurant, formerly Todd English, by a new found friend (mentioned previously) who works for my old employers, Arriva Trains North. This was all extremely pleasant. Service was impeccable, but she was “horrified” at being addressed as Mrs. Nevell!
When I awoke this morning, at some daft silly hour, the pure white of a sea-fog was all that greeted me through those “portholes on steroids”.

But, I was too late to whip up to deck 12 for an earful of QM2’s fog warning, pitched to be audible from 10 miles; the mist dispersed rapidly, leaving the most pleasant day as promised on channel 45 of the stateroom TV.I have not yet become tired of my single cabin. The brochure tells me it measures around 178 square feet. But not even the brochure photographs do this accommodation justice.




I was refunded, generously, a huge amount of internet time, after, for a second time, forgetting to log off the ship’s internet. I think this must be a very frequent occurrence; I have spoken to several passengers to whom this has happened.
Not in need of food, but desiring several cups tea, I ventured to the Queens Room where afternoon tea is served at 3.30, at least each sea day.

We were serenaded by the “church pianist” whose background music was unobtrusive but added to this daily treat.


This is astonishing. Outside my window, I see tens of white and grey birds. I do wish I knew what I was looking at. They are not very discernable in these images (above). I have taken some video in the hopes of preserving these unexpected sightings.
Time for a much needed walk before dinner.
Thanks for reading.
David.