Sea Day 7/9

It is Sunday. The puzzle is finished. The sun is shining.

 


It looks benign, rights? Oh so not. the table is dark, the puzzle is actually a lot darker than appears in the picture and that large tree was the final frontier.

I spent the day relaxing, chatting with a few people and stitching (what a surprise?)

There is No Planet B (Cloudsfactory.net) received its final 385 stitches –

stitched from a kit (16 ct Aida, all the called for floss) ordered from the designer. She did a lovely job including information about each of the endangered species in the monthly segments.  I have no clue what I will do with it yet. Not a concern.

Another 1085 into the Long Dog

which means.I have 2/12 paged complete. The pages are narrow and long (giving four across and three down) so that makes me ~ 1/6th done. 

Otherwise  the ship is having their “near the end of the cruise BBQ on deck.” After looking at the offerings last cruise, George and I skipped it. This time? I skipped it in favor of soup and salad delivered by room service.

And as explanations about my early comments about cruise ships and Covid – the site I find best is the Worldometer – corona virus section which lists cumulative statistics as well as the last 24 hours (GMT is the reset). Johns Hopkins also has a site which has become too complex for me to want to navigate.

The ship that sat in Japans harbor for weeks was the Diamond Princess – with 712 cases and 13 deaths. There was also the [Grand] Princess which wound up in Oakland Harbor. That one doesn’t make most of the stat lists because the index patient got off the ship and home prior to becoming seriously ill and dying. And then there is the MS Zaandam which had two reported deaths (I think there were more but the rest happened off ship). Other cruise lines weren’t spared. Phoenix had a ship near the Indian Ocean that managed to offload all of their passengers before gradually limping home. Royal & Norwegian each played “pass the crew” between ships repeated so that most of their staff returned home by sea rather than  by air routes that no longer exist. Even so, most ships kept a minimum crew (which ranges from ~30-150) in order to keep the ship afloat. Since most carry extra rations for the full complement, food should not have been an issue early on. (And Treasure Island avoided influenza during the 1917-1918 pandemic by being isolated and having their supplies dropped off at the dock). 

Anyway – just a few days left before the marathon of traveling home…

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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