Day 66: At sea, en route to Port Everglades/Fort Lauderdale.

There is a definite feeling of “It’s Over” on board today. We have less than a fortnight left, and we are only calling at Fort Lauderdale to let passengers off to continue their onward journeys. This afternoon, Haiti was visible from the starboard side, and remains in sight from my stateroom.

I had one of those annoying panics this morning; for the life if me, not only could I not find my watch, but also vanished was the atomic watch I wear at home which adjusts itself automatically. It has stayed on U.K. time throughout the voyage.  Although irritated, and slightly worried, the watch I wear daily out here had got mixed up with the bed linen….and I would find out much later that the posh watch had dropped into a carrier bag. Bulk relief!  It would have been a good excuse to purchase a G.P.S. version which adjusts automatically wherever one is in the world. 

I won at whist today, for a third time. However, my score of 113 was not one to write home about!  Tomorrow is the country fayre, the event on Grand and World Voyages where passengers donate unwanted items to be sold off for charity.  There are some interesting items to be auctioned at 3pm tomorrow, including a hand-painted poster of the QV South America logo in Argentinian style.  Jo does not like it at all, and I do realise its lack of investment potential!  I am toying with the idea of investing in Carnival shares while their value is at an all time low.  I suspect those in a position to do so will invest in the stock market at this time of Coronavirus influenced financial depression. 

It’s Gala Night tonight. I think I shall wear the white tuxedo as we are still in the Caribbean. However, I fear those ultra hot days I yearn for and enjoy are over for the time being.

It’s the end of the day; the Royal Court Singers and Dancers entertained a respectable house tonight with song and dance medley of popular music. These impromptu shows don’t come across as put together at the last minute. The talent of all the artists and musicians is mind boggling. Even the guy operating the stage lighting and sound has the dexterity of a concert pianist.

We are isolated at the moment from the global threat of Coronavirus, but these days of being away from the troubles to come are numbered. There’s alarming talk of being confined to home for four months. This situation is unprecedented and alarming. However, I am determined to enjoy these final days; we shall be express to Southampton from midday the day after tomorrow.

Good night and thanks for reading, David. 00.13 hrs 16th March….just 12 days to Southampton.

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