| And so off the ship for better photos of her surrounded by this scenery, bumping into Rob who was coming back. He was disappointed he had been unable to get onto the train or a boat due to excursion people taking the spaces. He could have tried for a later time. Flåm was my favourite Norwegian port when I last visited in June 2008 and it remained so. It's self-contained with so many places to just walk and enjoy the area. Due to a rather irritatong ingrown toenail, I was unable to walk as much as I'd like to explored from where I'd got up to last time around the port area. I walked back with a couple who were booked on the 3pm train. It's one thing I've never done, probably because I just like to walk around, but must one day. |
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A nice Coke to cool down in the Piazza di Spagna and I noticed they'd been cleaning the chairs. I liked this area but, when not being used for between sittings bingo or shops open with their tables taking up space, it seemed rather quiet, which was a shame. |
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| I had a doze, since we weren't sailing until 7pm them went up to the top deck for our departure. Seven Seas Voyager raised her anchor then sailed off as we were going astern to turn before following her out for the next eight hours. |
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| It got a bit windy so I went down to shelter abd phoned my dad while we had a signal. It was almost dinner so I went, taking photos along the way, and I bumped into Rob, who said he wouldn't be going that night. |
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So a quick rush to dinner for Italian Night and they still couldn't be bothered with my dietary requirement. Funnily enough, after being told since the first night I could only have ice cream, sorbet or fruit for dessert, I was allowed the Rum Baba! I asked for no cream but they left plenty after trying to scrape it off. By now, my feet hadn't just ballooned from the salt, but developed burning red blotches, which meant they were infected. The last time that happened was May 2011, though Cunard got close both times. Cruise line catering is drowned in salt. Why? Cook it bland and let passengers decide whether to season it or not since salt's on the table. It made me glad I hadn't requested no dairy, gluten or something! Boudicca could be seen briefly out the window. |
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| After dinner a couple of times, I went out the end of my deck to try and get Boudicca. The light wasn't great, colours not as rich plus it was still a bit windy. It had been better the night before, which was difficult enough. I had a tour in Bergen so an early night. |
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| And so morning and we were being stalked by four ships into our final port, Bergen. Had to get out of my comfy bed for that! Le Boréal was already there so we had Jewel of the Seas, Boudicca, Oceana and Seven Seas Voyager chasing our backside. |
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© Patricia Dempsey 16th-24th June 2012
Not to be reproduced without permission