I didn’t catch the Captain’s address last night as we departed San Juan for our next destination. If I had, I would not have been bewildered at being awakened by weird rumblings (the lowering of the anchor) and a strange hum. I went back to sleep and awoke at what I thought was around 09.00hrs. In fact, the streaming sun that aroused me from my slumbers was pouring into my stateroom, around the gaps in the curtains at “something past 6!” We were stationary and I hadn’t a clue about our location. We were, in fact, taking on fuel in readiness for our travels along the Amazon, where, I am assured it will be far hotter and more humid than anything I have experienced anywhere. I decided to get out of bed and explore from the Promenade Deck. Already people were deck walking. It never ceases to amaze me how seriously some people take their inexplicable activities. Even I count my footsteps on this phone as if checking a bank statement!
Crawling out of bed “in the middle of the night” was no imposition. Having ascertained that, in fact, we were refuelling at (I have been informed) St. Kitts, I joined Pat from Essex, whom I had, so far, never met, for her routine morning deck walk. I was able to keep up! I am now relaxing in a sea facing deck chair as if it were four in the afternoon. A full day lies ahead. In the meantime, a few pictures, taken from my stateroom balcony and also the Promenade Deck.
The parade of deck acrobats continues in all shapes and sizes, some creating quite an incentive to get out bed in the morning.
While the cold and tempestuousness of the first eleven days may be all but forgotten, I imagine such coolness may well be longed for as we swelter along the Amazon.
This will be good fun!
Thanks for reading,
David.
27/1/20. Note: The above blog was written during the sea day of 25th January, but failed to “publish.” I am trying again now; this blog is, therefore, “out of sync,” slightly.
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