20 Nov 2007
MSC Sinfonia – Day 2 – Not Marseille
At 0600 in the morning, not many people are up and about. I tried their “jogging track” which isn’t. More like a pathway on the upper most deck, it travels along the railing on one side, around the front of a lounge then along the other side. The final end? You have to open the door, go inside across a lobby and back out the other door. Or reserve directions every loop. Or, cut across in the middle. Boring.
We were supposed to pull into Marseille (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marseille
http://www.provenceweb.fr/e/bouches/marseill/marseill.htm ) this morning around 0800. By 0730, the water was still pretty rough, and at 0830 the announcement came that it was a no go for safety reasons. No France, no stop, no Marseille.
So we were off to Barcelona, the next stop in the itinerary. Except for me, I was bound for bed. Something about a migraine and choppy seas. Pain is one thing, nausea another (and taking a pain med that gives one nausea is the height of stupidity). Let me give you a testimonial about the power of Scope patches. Dinner was great.
We pulled into Barcelona in the evening.
The dining room has assigned seating complete with table numbers. We are in what looks to be the less fancy dining room and are sharing a table with an American couple who are around my age. Different, but fun, apparently this is their honeymoon cruise. Never mind that they were married on an Alaskan Cruise several weeks ago.
Our oldest teen is here in Barcelona as well, working on a UN conference. Since I am planning on being alive and better tomorrow, I am hoping to see her.
Started the second Rivendell, but didn’t get very far. Since the episode on the train, I am using metal needles. Not my favorite, but they were packed and safe.
The Partly Cloudy Patriot – by Sarah Vowell. A work of non-fiction, this is a collection of essays more or less political in nature. Most I found quite interesting.