Rhodes and Coffe Milk
September 25th 2017 I awoke at 6:30 to the stillness of the boat. We were no longer moving; the vibrations of the ship had stopped. I went to the balcony curtains, opened them, and went out on to the balcony. We were anchored off Newport, Rhode Island, the port side (our side) of the ship was facing toward a bridge with a small lighthouse on the rocks below the bridge. The sun was just coming up and the morning fog w
... read more