| Back inside to dry off after that complete waste of time which made my eyes go funny. Diamond Club was good again but I do hope there'll be a loyalty host after refit like on Indy and Radiance. So far there had been no sign of even the Crown & Anchor person in there. Just before 6pm the phone rang. It was Guest Services about my passport and asking if I would be in the cabin before 8pm. I told her I would be so she said the passport was on its way, which turned up seconds later. Arse and elbow spring to mind so someone on this ship is a pillock! I decided to skip the C&A booze up so rested my knee in the cabin until dinner. My salad was done differently again and, as I was returning to my cabin after dinner, saw they'd posted disembarkation info by the Centrum lifts. We'd only been on five minutes and they couldn't wait to get rid of us! As I'd made plans to meet a friend in Greenock, I went to find out port information since none was delivered to the cabin nor was out anywhere. No shuttle buses just the train from somewhere and local buses to Glasgow. Fat lot of help! |
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| Our last of the three sea days and I was woken up at 9am by a wave hitting the side of the ship. Contrary to Captain Lis's noon announcement less than twenty-four hours earlier, it wasn't calmer but worse with us corkscrewing - lovely but not so for my back. It's usually that fat Cunard yard mate of Vision's which kills my back in bad weather so this was unexpected. I stayed in bed until lunchtime and by then it had eased a bit. Lunch in a forward buffet is always so much more fun than one aft. Come on, RCCL, put them forward again. Pretty pretty please with a pink cruise ship on top. Yummy Waldorf Salad I took a plate of back to the cabin today before going for a stroll on deck. Despite the sunshine, it was pretty cold and windy so no wonder deck 10 was still closed off. During Diamond Club, the weather improved threefold. It was one hell of a change as we passed the coast of Dublin. After dinner, we had a land signal as we cruised up towards Greenock and the clocks went back - yes!!! |
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| The 19th was halfway through the cruise. We were in Greenock bright and early but I didn't bother getting up for the arrival. My friend Graham Donaldson said he would be there at 9.30am so that gave me time to have breakfast. One of the refit workmen was telling me about the new look Windjammer after refit. Sounds good. When I hadn't heard from Graham by 10am, I decided to go out in case he'd dialled my number wrong or something so missed the crew drill happening then. It was cold and raining which wasn't helpful! You needed a taxi to get to the train station, which was about ten minutes drive from the port and I'd have hated trying to work out the buses. There was absolutely no sign of him and nowhere for people to park either unless they worked at the port. The security guards on the gate were very nice and I saw a purple VW Beetle drive by, which turned out to be him. He parked around the corner and told me there had been no road signs whatsoever so he had no idea where the ship would be. Even when he saw Vision, he couldn't find how to get to her. We drove to Largs, which was along the coast, then walked around trying to find somewhere to eat which was open. The wind fair finished my umbrella and my feet seemed to find every single bloody puddle. We hadn't seen each other since 2002 so had a lot to catch up on as well as reminiscing. It stopped raining occasionally as we made our way back to the car but was doing it again as we drove back to Greenock. I saw the problems he had the first time as we had no idea where we were going. We thought forward was the way to the sea then saw the funnel to our right - we found the road! He dropped me off. I returned to the ship and he went back to Uddingston. Despite there being security scanners in the terminal, they checked us and our stuff again onboard. Room service then a kip until 6.30pm. As it was still vile outside, I watched the sailaway through the cabin window. By now I was getting a sore throat and started to sneeze. A ruddy cold was all I flipping needed right now! Dinner then bed as I tried fighting the germs. |
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