After Jeff's two shows last evening, we grabbed a quick bite to eat at the buffet, then headed back to our cabin, where we started watching the series (there are six seasons on J's hard drive) of The Big Bang Theory. Watched three half hours' worth and hung it up for the night.
Both of us slept well, one of us without sleep aids, and that wouldn't be me. I can't always pray, talk or think myself out of that awful claustrophobic feeling. But, neither of us had to get up during the night and as a result neither gazed out of the portholes for minutes on end.
As of this afternoon, nothing has been sorted out, but there is a glimmer on the horizon. At lunch in the midst of the Great Barrier Reef, our Captain informed us that he had stopped the ship and the process of removing a passenger and spouse with medical attendants to a pilot ship was commencing. Shortly after, Jeff was notified that we hadn't been forgotten, but that various passengers had various complaints about their cabins and were being moved around...hah! At least they have cabins! They should not complain! We will need to wait a few more days. Hmmmm. OK. We will wait...and I. Will. Have fun. And not complain.
One other little thing to remember when traveling with Australians. Keep to the left. After a lifetime of walking and driving to the right, it's tricky navigating the other way...and a bit dangerous too. The Aussies also have a different sense of personal space when in a lift or just "around"...Americans are more liberal with space, allowing others more of it than what we are allotted. Just an observation...
Well, almost no time passed writing the last paragraph when J Michael received a call telling him a cabin had been allocated to me! That's good news. The location? On Deck 12. That's good news. Directly across from Captain Kent. Don't think that's good news, particularly. However as long as it is quiet and I remain a quiet crew member at all hours I'll be fine...so I'm told...by Jeff.
So, Sunday morning, after a restful night of sleep in a larger than twin bed, I headed to the shower. First problem...water was scalding hot and didn't adjust according to the markings on the dial. Second problem, the shower drain was partially, um, mostly blocked and in no time, had filled up the shower stall threatening to overflow. Third problem, the phone started ringing while I was in it ( In the shower that is...).Twice. Then a knock on the door. Then another phone call...by then I was out, but dripping. Seems the steam from my overheating shower caused my smoke alarm to register a fire situation on the bridge, which requires an officer to investigate! Another asterisk is by my name, I guess! And cold showers from now on. My, my, what a day this has been...
The rest of Saturday and Sunday was spent packing, moving, doing laundry, dodging raindrops, eating and chatting, and unpacking. Weather for the next few days includes rain, heat, and high humidity.
Quote for today: "Traveling may be...an experience we shall always remember, or an experience which, alas, we shall never forget." - J. Gordon in YOUR SENSE OF HUMOR, 1930
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