We docked in the Azores exactly on time this morning. So far the threats of foul weather haven’t quite caught up with us, but they will affect our cruise from here. It has nothing to do with Friday the Thirteenth, but blame can always be cast.
It was mist/foggy/faint rain – whatever you want to call it. The visibility wasn’t terribly high the first thing this morning. I waited till about 1000 figuring that there was no reason to get off ship prior to anything in town being open.
I found a lovely new graffiti that I don’t remember from the last time.
More of the lovely sidewalks and a great, new craft type store located where I used to go for tea towels, floss and yarn. In business for about a year, she has a full line of floss (DMC) fabrics on the bolt for both needlework and quilting, yarn, crochet threads and all needles, hooks and notions one needs for quilting, sewing, knitting and crochet. Oh yes, and for cross-stitch as well. Still a small supply of tea towels for tourists, but it is not their main product.
From there it was wander around – looking at all the lovely patterns in the roads and sidewalks.
Feeling sad at the loss of the small button shop on the corner of the main square and finally heading back to the ship for that all important next meal…
after all, there is always another meal…..