SharonAN

We woke one last time in the cabin that has been our home for over one month. There was no rush this morning. Our two bags in the hall were taken ashore by the porters. We still had our carry-ons, and what we planned to where today. The Lido was bustling with activity and there were actually lines waiting to get food. Again, we sat on the pool deck; but, well away from the window and drainage trough that nearly twisted Sharon’s ankle yesterday. “Did you intentionally choose this table?” Sharon inquires. I just smile. At the Main Desk there was another line. The daily News and Puzzles were not out and available; but, you could still get them from the front-desk staff. We weren’t scheduled to see the onboard immigration until about 9:15 AM and ... read more

Our final port day before Boston on the Fantastic Voyage of the Vikings is upon us. It doesn’t seem like a journey that began for us about seven weeks ago; yet, here we are. Today we have a fairly early start and an even longer day planned, and our prospects for making it back for Team Trivia in the afternoon are not good. We head for the elevator which confirms for us that yes indeed, this is “Thursday”. /Sharon pushes “Deck 8” and we’re whisked off to the Lido Deck. These elevator buttons at time can be temperamental. Several times I’ve pushed a button, only to have the selection apparently de-selected, and had that repeated until someone would graciously press the button on the other side for me; or, I might try press and holding the ... read more

I warned Sharon to brace herself before she read yesterday’s blog, and to restrain her editing oversight that can often include removing entire sections which she feels her family doesn’t need to read. Now, I didn’t use the “Meltdown” word regarding her reaction to the Dive-In losing her order, a fast-food-like outlet aboard HAL that took not quite an hour to fix her a plain burger; but, even she called what happened a Near-mini-Meltdown when she heard they lost her order. She did post the blog; but, then remembered that there was an omission from our dinner at the Pinnacle Grill that should have been included. I had managed to get through dinner without spilling anything onto my shirt. Quite an accomplishment for me. I had to be extra careful eating the shrimp cocktail and the ... read more

The day dawned, the sun was out, and the “Where & When” had forecast almost 70˚F and sunny for our return to Newfoundland. I’m breathing easy once again, feeling myself and with the exception of a nagging cough that will no doubt hang around for weeks, if the past is any guide. It’s not really a cough, but more a spot in the back of my throat that sometimes gets irritated; but, no matter how much or often I cough, it just won’t go away. St. Anthony is a tender port and our tour doesn’t start until nearly 1PM! We have the whole morning to ourselves. Supposedly, our tour “Dining with the Vikings” is just two hours, which won’t leave us much time before the final tender at 3:15PM. I’m not sure why it was that ... read more

Our last week on the Voyage of the Vikings commences today. It hardly seems possible. Arriving in Nanoralik, Greenland, we are back in North America once again. Our neighbor’s droopy balloon marking their cabin in the all appears that it will just barely survive the cruise. Six of us boarded the elevator on the Main Deck at the same time, and Sharon said, “I guess we know where everyone’s going!” Then the woman in the front selected Deck 4, the Promenade Deck. “Oh! We’re going to try the dining room today.” Her husband’s spirits dampened with that well known, “Oh do we have to” look, his shoulders slumped. Of course, that’s no match for her retort, “You know YOU promised.” The doors opened for the Promenade and as they started to get off, I noted, “But ... read more