I am enjoying a relaxing day at sea, following yesterday’s call at Puntarenas, Costa Rica. Again, Costa Rica is a country I would like to revisit, perhaps for a few days. To look out each morning onto a continuous vista of sea and sky remains a wonderful and even rare experience. To walk out onto the open decks and be met by a wall of oven-hot air is magnificent, if at times overwhelming.
I had a few bits to sort out, which, because I got up late, seemed to take up much of the morning. I then joined Welsh couple Andrew and Andrea. Both Andrew and I can talk for England (and he for Wales!) and a meaningful conversation lasted almost until late lunch would morph into afternoon tea. It was at that point we went our separate ways. Apparently, I am known by some on board as Dafydd, this Welsh translation of David being adopted by Andrew! Although almost 2.30, a fine salad was available in the Lido on Deck 9.
Last night, Captain Thorhauge announced to everybody, even through the in-cabin P.A. system, that covid-19 had become an increasing problem and that mask wearing and regular hand washing should be practised at all times with no exception. Thankfully, everybody I have come across is adhering to the already established rules.
Outside, it feels warm, just like yesterday, and the sun worshippers are out in force. Years ago, I would have done likewise, and would venture to a fine tourist hotel at Vico Equense in the Bay of Naples (also on the narrow gauge Circumvesuviana electric railway between Naples and Sorrento) where my complimentary employees’ Continental Rail Pass was valid. This meant that I could justify booking the best overnight accommodation available on the train between Paris and Naples, The Napoli Express. It was at this hotel set in a cliff face overlooking the sea that I developed an appreciation of fine pasta and artery clogging pizza. It was good while it lasted!
Forgive my occasional flashbacks to what feels like a carefree past. In fact, such vacations were much needed given the erratic shift nature of my railway career. Looking out through a panoramic window onto the Pacific Ocean can, sometimes conjure up what feels like recent memories. I could usually stretch such holidays to almost three weeks. Today, we are well into the fourth week, and now, the days are flying by. It’s too warm to traipse around the open decks other than in (for example) one or two lap bursts.
I have put my name on the waiting list for shore experience in Manzanillo which includes lunch. Currently, it is sold out. Of course, I am aware that I could embark on a similar trip, or even better for significantly less, and may well do so if the Cunard excursion remains full.
Outside, the sea really looks as still as a millpond. But sightings of sea life are rare.
Tonight, being Gala Night, the black tie attire will emerge from my wardrobe. There is no particular theme this evening but the cuisine at dinner did come across as extra special. I am impressed with the Britannia Restaurant. Usually, the fruit plate which I have instead of a listed dessert contains mainly watermelon, fresh pineapple and occasionally a passion fruit, and a slice of orange. Tonight I requested kiwi fruit and strawberries and the dessert came with plenty of each.
With difficulty, I just managed to complete a little over 10,000 steps, mainly deck-walking. The end is in sight. I don’t intend to stop walking when I have reached my target, particularly as I am scheduled to be in some incredible places.
For some reason tomorrow, everyone on board is going to be covid tested again. It would seem there is a problem which needs solving quickly.
Just before dinner tonight, before darkness had fallen, several schools of dolphin were to be seen mainly on the starboard side. They were quite spectacular, almost like SeaWorld. Seeing sea life like this is always special.
It’s early morning; time to hit the hay.
Many thanks for reading, David
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