Rarely do I start a post off with our Senior’s Moment Feature, but what happened while preparing for our flight came first, so it is written about first.
Senior’s Moment
It hadn’t occurred to Lynore but her passport was not amongst her set of documents, just as she was to commence boarding procedures for the first leg of the journey to Venice. Panic began to set in. While coming through immigration, which in Melbourne now, is all automatic, (non of those sad sack immigration officers to look at while at the counter). Lynore had recalled placing her passport into the scanner and accepting it back after the scan – she had to have, as her husband followed her and he would have collected it for her. Emptying your baggage in front of the waiting alighting passengers is not something one enjoys doing but Lynore became very adjutated in her search number one, number two, and number three. Not to be seen anywhere, we thought that just maybe, her departure from Melbourne was to be delayed 24 hours.
I do recall a similar experience of that sinking “I’ve lost my passport” experience back in Dubrovnik in 2012 so I was well versed in the procedures to follow. Calmness prevails. Take it “easy”.
The last of the passengers had filed through final boarding procedures so Lyn and I thought it was time to follow them down the escalator to the air bridge entry point. I thought I should ask if a passport had been handed in and the clerk had it in his hand about to make an announcement. Staff nearby had two way radio to the upstairs clerk and were able to advise that Lynore could proceed to the gang way.
How delighted Lynore is to have found, “that which was lost”. I’m sure her journey will be a little more of a “where’s my passport” kind of experience. We hope you can enjoy the cruise around the Mediterranean.
The Post
Emirates EK405 departed Melbourne on time with 12 (eventually) happy passengers bound for a 21 day cruise around the Mediterranean Sea. We touched down in Singapore followed by a 4 hour stopover in Dubai before heading on towards Venice.
The airport transfer in Venice is one of the uniquest you can enjoy. After a walk to the water taxi rank, we speed across the water headed for the canal laden city of Venice. Our drop-off point was just near our hotel which made things easier for Kevin. Kevin damaged his ankle a few days before departure and has on, for protection, a moon boot. There are very few lifts in Venice and the rooms can be very tight to move around in. Anyway, we had a short ‘catch-your-breath’ rest before exploring the narrow avenues of the very busy tourist mecca. Some lay on the bed for a snooze and woke after 5 hours sleeping in their clothes.
Tomorrow, we take a boat trip to Murano and Burano.
EK405 Melbourne to DubaiWaiting for Water Taxi from Venice Airport to VeniceWater Taxi line up.Must be in VeniceSt Mark’s Square in the eveningDining in St Mark’s SquarePizza in Italy? Nah!
Today is a ‘free’ day. However, this town has much to offer for anyone. We have been to Venice a few years ago and today, we both said, “yes, we could return again”. The weather has been very kind to us with a clear blue sky and warm from the sun.
After the fiasco last night at the restaurant, we woke around 3:00am to start the wheels turning in the supplier’s offices to get the meal vouchers sent again. It had never occurred to us that once you have printed out a voucher for some suppliers that you can print a second copy, but fortunately we were able to have emailed a second set. We were on our way to picking up the cash in exchange for the vouchers.
When that was settled in our minds, and the first two posts were published, it was time to clear our minds by going for a long walk – well, it turned out to be a long walk because we got lost. We found many alleys where tourists have been lost before, I’m sure. 90 minutes of walking was a big hole in the 10,000 steps a day goal.
After breakfast, the sun’s warmth told us it was going to be a bonza day. There are quite a number of areas of the town we had not ventured into before (a bit like the early morning walk). We hadn’t been near the very busy Grande Canal, so off we ventured after collecting the money from the restaurant. They were very good and patient with us about it all, and so I will put up a Travel Advisor post on their restaurant for them.
When we climbed one of the highest points in the town, the bridge over the Grande Canal, the colours of the waterway was turquoise and ready to be enjoyed. After the photos, we climbed down to the café on the shore for what turned out to be a light lunch – toasted cheese and tomato sandwiches with a large dob of thousand island dressing. All good while watching the boats and water taxis pass by.
We needed to see more of the Grande Canal, so caught the ‘water bus’ which took us to the Rail Station and the wharf where cruise boats tie up. There weren’t any in port today but still the town had multitudes of tourists. On arrival back in St Marks Square, you tell where all the locals were – serving the thousands of tourists who were eager to purchase souvenirs and nick-nakes.
A day like today requires an nice ice-cream to wrap the tongue around – pistachio, tiramisu, and cookies and cream went down well. Our hotel is no more than a ¼ kilometre from the main town square the outside chairs became our resting place for the next 2 hours. A celloist was practicing all her repertoire for all the passers by.
Senior’s Moment
Lynore was wondering how the fire trucks got on with carting the water to the fire in their fire-boat. “Do they really need any?” we asked. I’ll leave you all to sort out Lynore’s problem for her.
The Grande CanalLyn’s lunchtime view.A busy canalAnd St Mark’s Square was very busy today.Yes, Korean tourists are here too.An interesting house floor plan.This is what it looks like – up!
Take a look at this time lapse video to see how busy the Grande Canal gets. Taken with an iPhone and hand-held.
Today is ‘embarkation day’. To many in our group, this will be the first cruise they have ever been on. Some are in trepidation, some are excited. Some have failing memories and forget where important documents are just as we are about to be processed before boarding. No names are to be mentioned but, yes, Lyn goes out of her way to ensure that all is good. Wow! She’s a good travel agent. Where would you be without a good travel agent. Answer: “On your own”.
This is the largest ship we have cruised on and has definitely been the fastest embarkation processing we have encountered. I noticed that when people board an Airbus 380 aircraft or similar , they appear to have a “got to sit in this thing for 14 hours” face. Passengers embarking on a ship have a “i’m excited about boarding this holiday vessel.” So why not try cruising, if you haven’t before, to enjoy a happy holiday. We will not have to pack a suitcase for 21 days; and see 17 cities of Europe in that time.
The vessel we are now on is the Royal Princess, a sister ship of the Regal Princess with a similar layout and features. In some way, we like the smaller ships, the first being that we cannot walk the circumference of the ship on the ‘Promenarde Deck’; we have to go to Deck 17 to the walking track for our morning 5km walk. However, there is so much more to this ship in other ways. You can get lost on this ship very easily – there are over 3000, passengers and 1000 staff.
The rooms are ready when we embark but the luggage will be delivered later in the day. We take ourselves to what is a central part of the ship, the eating area. It is here that many say they have spent a lot of money so they may as well use this facility exceptionally well. They could be here at any time of the day and into the evening for their continued sustenance. After a check on the food variety, I decided on a little indian ‘made up’ meal but there was so much to choose from, one could never end up enjoying all that was being offered at the one sitting.
There was a few hours to ‘kill’ before our sailing time and that was taken up checking out the layout of the inside area of the ship; the outside can wait until it decides to stop raining. Our departure from Barcelona, happened in the rain around 6:00pm. After the evening meal, we had to ‘kill’ some more time while waiting for the evening show. To our amazement, we both went to sleep during the ventriloquist’s performance; a good sign really.
Tomorrow, we visit Cartagena.
Luggage Taxi arrivalOur spacious suiteAlso ready to cruiseForwardTo the SternThere’s three cruise ships behind us – waiting.Our first Mediterranean Sunset this cruise.The Atrium – or PiazzaNotice the number of cups that Lyn has chosen to consume for breakfast
We visited this port during the first week of our cruise and hired a cab to check out Sorrento and the ruins at Pompeii. Today, we decided to take a fast ferry across to Capri – that island where you often find the ‘rich and famous’. However, they are out numbered by the ‘other’s trying to be in the right place at the right time for a selfie with one of them. If you travel by coach or cab to Sorrento and then ferry across to Capri, there would not be too little time to really experience the island, so the fast ferry hydrofoil was the obvious choice when it came to mode of transport.
Capri has a very busy port as ferries arrive regularly with over 600 passengers at a time. Our ferry was very full mainly of day tourists, as I said, “looking for the rich and famous. (We didn’t see any).
Thanks to the weather provider, we enjoyed bright sunshine with a hint of cloud around. After arranging a meeting point and time with the other 5 travellers in this venture, Lyn and I wandered in a direction where we hadn’t been on our previous trip to the island. After a purchase of some more pandora, we found a very busy intersection where cars and buses were required to negotiate a roundabout. It was only one lane and was the place where four areas of the town’s traffic needed to negotiate no matter where they wanted to travel. There are 70 taxis, 40 government buses and 40 private buses on the island.
After lunch at a ‘swish’ restaurant looking over towards some ‘rich and famous’ homes, we met up with Lynore and Tony and hired a taxi for an hour to see the other parts of the island that tourists rarely care to check out. Well worth the find, indeed. He took us to many different spots where buses cant get into due to the narrow lanes and roadways. He was saying that he had never heard of a fatality on the roads of Capri and if the tourists were encouraged to drive, there certainly would be. Driver’s etiquette is paramount when being confronted on a hairpin or sharp bend.
We had pre-booked our return journey to Naples for 2:50pm in order to beat the ‘tourist rush’ back. Some travellers took a nap for the duration of the transfer.
It was dress-up night tonight so no guarantee Lindley would be turning up to show off his bow-tie (Does he have one?). After dinner, we found a seat in the Princess Theatre to be entertained by a new group of guys who had arrived on the ship this morning. I was close to going to sleep a few times as their act and music was similar to a group we had last week. No original music at all – just trying to imitate groups from by-gone days.
The Marriage Game in the Princess Live theatre turned out to be very funny. One question to the wives was “where did you experience the most romantic time of your marriage?” Just as one wife announced her answer “on the billiard table”, her two late teen sons walked in and she nearly fainted. It was priceless. The boys wont be playing billiards again without a smile on their faces. And would you believe the husband’s most romantic experience was different to his wife’s. So now we know of ‘two’ times. Lol!
Tomorrow is a sea day as we head ‘home’ to Barcelona passing through the straits between Corsica and Sardinia.
To find inspiration, look to the horizon.
The fast ferry to CapriCapri style taxiThese are mens board shorts for saleBusy roundabout on a tiny island.A load of tourists… and the mirrors never touched.Inside the fast ferry to CapriLong day – long sleep
After leaving Naples, we had a full ‘sea day’ before arriving into Barcelona for our disembarkation to mark the last day of our cruise.
After leaving Naples, we had a full ‘sea day’ before arriving into Barcelona for our disembarkation to mark the last day of our cruise. Our sea day was taken up doing the last bit of tanning on the sun deck and then packing for the first time in 21 days. It’s definitely is a great idea to incorporate a cruise in your holiday as you save at least an hour a day just in pack time and, get all the service and meals you want included – just a great way to wind down.
Our arrival into Barcelona was around 4:00am. I happened to look out and there were the lights of Barcelona coming towards us but at a very slow rate of knots, as ships tend to do when running early.
After an early breakfast, we were off the ship, collected our baggage, and into our transfer vehicle within 10 minutes. We all commented on how smooth and hassle-free, the process for the 3,000 passengers was, and that airports need to learn a few things about dealing with the problems they use to process passengers.
We had made arrangements for a tour of the Sagrada Família. You are probably asking, “What is that?” so I will ‘cut and copy’ a few paragraphs from their website.
Before we entered the grounds of the cathedral, a young girl came up to me and with a list in her hand, asked if i wouldn’t mind being part of her goal she had in mind. I said, “What is this goal?” (Lyn heard better than me, of course). “To kiss men outside lots of different tourist locations in Barcelona before her wedding in a month’s time.” Her future wedding attendants were with her and so I got a lipstick kiss from her and she got a pic and a tick on her list. How’s that?
“The Sagrada Família, Antoni Gaudí’s unfinished masterpiece, is one of Barcelona’s most popular tourist attractions. Construction on this church will continue for at least another decade, but it has already become Barcelona’s most important landmark.
“The idea for the construction of a new church was launched by a devout organisation whose goal was to bring an end to the de-christianisation of the Barcelonese, which had started with the industrialization and was caused by the increasing level of education of the Catalan population. The organisation purchased a plot of land in the new Eixample district in 1877. The architect Francisco de Paula del Villar designed a neo-Gothic church and led the construction which started in 1882.
“Antoni Gaudí’s Design. One year later, the modernist architect Antoni Gaudí took over as lead architect at the age of thirty-one. From that moment on, Gaudí devoted most of his life to the construction of the church.
“Instead of sticking to the original plans, Gaudí changed the design drastically. The neo-Gothic style made way for Gaudí’s trademark modernist style, which was based on forms found in nature. When he died in 1926 only one facade (the Nativity Facade), one tower, the apse and the crypt were finished.
“Because Gaudí was constantly improvising and changing the design while construction was going on, he left few designs and models. And most of these were destroyed in 1936 during the Civil War.
“Still, architects now have a clear idea of what Gaudí had in mind. The last version of his design called for a church 95m/312ft long and 60m/197ft wide. The church will be able to accommodate some thirteen thousand people. When finished, the Sagrada Família will have a total of eighteen towers.
“Four towers on each of the three facades represent the twelve apostles. The towers reach a height of 90 to 120 meters (394ft). Another four towers represent the four evangelists. They will surround the largest, 170m/558ft tall tower, dedicated to Jesus Christ. The last tower, dedicated to Virgin Mary, will be built over the apse.
“Construction. After Gaudí’s death in 1926 construction slowed dramatically due to a lack of funds and the outbreak of the Civil War. Construction pace started to pick up again in the mid 1950s and now two facades and eight towers have been completed. The main nave was roofed in 2000. At that time construction was expected to last for another hundred years, but modern technology has enabled architects to speed up construction so that the “Sagrada Família is now slated for completion in 2026, the centenary of Gaudí’s death.
“Facades. The first facade, facing east, is known as the Nativity Facade. It was finished by Gaudí himself and is ornamented in a Baroque fashion with motifs of animals and plants. Opposite the Nativity Facade is the Passion Facade. Construction of the facades started in 1954, but only in 1987, sculptures depicting the crucified Jesus Christ, were added. As soon as they were installed, the abstract figures caused a storm of criticism, as the style was very different from Gaudí’s.
“The third and main facade is the Glory Facade. Construction of this facade – the most monumental of the three – started in 2002 and is still ongoing. This facade, on the south side of the church, will picture life and death.
“Visiting Sagrada Família Even though the Sagrada Família is far from finished, the remarkable church is well worth a visit. You can visit the crypt were Gaudí is buried as well as the transept and central nave with its giant, tree-like pillars and spectacular vaulting.” http://www.aviewoncities.com/barcelona/sagradafamilia.htm
This was surely one ‘wow’ experience. The outside is obviously not complete and neither is the inside in certain areas, but the first impression is just “overwhelming”. As people entered the enormous well-cut stone edifice, you could see the jaws drop and cameras go straight to eye level. Soon after our entrance, a voice came over the loud speaker singing Ave Maria. The tone was set for a very interesting and educational hour. There were changes of coloured lights to enhance the work done so far, albeit over 140 years, with another 10 to go to completion.
We had included a visit to one of the four towers. That included a 65 metre elevator trip to the top and then a long and tight circular walk down a narrow stairwell to the bottom. There were landings along the way to take photos and a to rest the ‘jelly legs’.
That was some cathedral! I’m sure that on completion, there will be a big party indeed.
Lyn and I returned to our hotel on a peddle-cab taxi. The guy worked hard for 30 minutes and stopped for rests to explain the architecture along the way. The rest of the afternoon included an afternoon nap before the group met to buy some ‘market food’ to put together an evening meal to have before our departure to Singapore tomorrow.
The girl in the centre ‘left her mark’Interesting additions to a cathedralIt was a long way down.Our group after the steep narrow passageway climb.
Our transfer to the airport was to come for 12 mid day. The guy was on time, but didn’t seem to be aware that tourists have luggage.
Our transfer to the airport was to come for 12 mid day. The guy was on time, but didn’t seem to be aware that tourists have luggage. He parked across the busy street and it was obvious that he was going to have trouble with getting us in with all our baggage. Only two suitcases fitted into the ‘boot’. The rest were loaded once all of us were seated in the bus. So we had our hand luggage on our laps and the aisle was double stacked with suitcases and then the passenger’s seat in the front had 3 suitcases on it.
During the 25 minute drive to the airport, the driver, who didn’t speak English, took some photos of us in the back and sent them to a mate. (I was right behind him jammed up against his seat with my backpack between me and the seat, and could see his every move over his shoulder). He then took a photo of the fuel gauge, which was sitting on the red empty section and sent that off to a mate. He then called ‘someone’, presumably his mate, and appeared to be asking if his fuel level would get us to the airport. Nervous, nervous, indeed. Both he AND I.
We made it to the airport and he was very happy when we all cheered and applauded him. He was even happier when he received my tip. (Geelong to win!!! – Bummer, they lost) Lol!
Our flight to Singapore on an Airbus 380 touched down in Dubai. The onward flight to Singapore departed 3 hours later, plus half an hour waiting on the end of the runway for a departure slot. Lyn and I managed to sleep most of the way during the second 7 hour flight for the ‘day/night’ into Singapore which is always good.
“The bus is FULL”Waiting to check in at BarcelonaAlmost ‘the last supper’Colourful SingaporeThe view from 22 floors up
We had last visited Singapore in 2014 on our return to Penang. Without realizing what we were about to experience then, we made our way down to the Marina Bay Sands to experience the wonder of this new icon for Singapore.
The Merlion (Malay: Singa-Laut) is a well known marketing icon of Singapore depicted as mythical creature with a lion’s head and a body of a fish. It is widely used as a mascot and national personification of Singapore.
The Merlion was first used in Singapore as the logo for the tourism board. The Merlion is similar to the heraldic sea-lion which occurs in a number of different artistic traditions.
We had last visited Singapore in 2014 on our return to Penang. Without realizing what we were about to experience then, we made our way down to the Marina Bay Sands to experience the wonder of this new icon for Singapore. Yes, we were very impressed as we made our way around the hotel, Marina Bay Sands. It has been built on an area of reclaimed-land. This area has become of a mixture of technology, ingenuity and beautiful nature in the form of gardens, all in one. Having now won many awards for tourism, architecture and management, a visit to Gardens by the Bay was on our list to visit.
Singapore never disappoints, but today it had forgotten to provide blue skies with the sunshine. We often find in Asia that on a sunny day, a thin layer of cloud prevents that brilliance to be poured out on the experience.
During this trip, Lyn and I have been measuring our steps and distanced travelled each day and today was going to be one where we increased our distanced walked by a good margin. We chose to walk down to Marina Bay Sands rather than the quicker cab service. It was quite a walk but fortunately, it was early Sunday morning and there weren’t too many out doing the same. We came across the oldest icon for Singapore, which we hadn’t in the past. Still looking imposing, the Merlion seems to control the surroundings and the man-made lake before it.
We walked around the lake to the Marina Bay Sands precinct. Here is another imposing icon that has become the feature of every travel brochure on Singapore. Many buildings in Singapore appear to be ‘entrants in the national architects competition’ and this building surely was a winner at some stage. It provides the backdrop to the magnificent Gardens by the Bay.
Stepping off the shuttle train towards the two domes brought a feeling of ‘what have they done to improve what we had seen before?’ Each three months, the floral display depicts different moods within a garden. We were there for the change and so the full display was being a little disrupted as the change from tulips to Christmas lilies, as gardeners extracted the old and were planting the new.
Moving to the Forest Dome, Lyn found that the colour variety had more to it than at our last visit. I had used a small Sony camera last visit but this time, the movie got a chance to take in the many blooms up the side of the vertical garden. I hope the movie does justice to the scenes before us.
After dinner in one of the Chinese restaurants in the gardens, we took some time on the skyway that is ‘strung’ between the ‘man invented trees’. Each tree has vertical gardens growing amongst the metal frames of the trees. We were impressed with the one that was laden with bougainvillea of various shades.
The Garden Rhapsody Light Show is on twice each evening and we took our spots to film from an appropriate location to take in the complete performance. Popular orchestra music is played while the lights in the trees ‘perform’ their translation of the emotions played in the music. The 11 minutes went all too quickly.
We had mentioned to the others in our group where we would be for the evening, but did not see them after the show. We waited for them to return on our arrival back at the motel. Each of us said how we enjoyed the light show and well worth going to. However, as it turned out, we were talking about different shows. The others had gone to a light show that is played 15 minutes after the Garden Rhapsody on the other side of Marina Bay Sands with the lake being used in the performance. So looks like next time we return, we will be going to each other’s shows.
Tomorrow is our final day on tour as we wing our way back to Melbourne or Sydney.
To see yourself, get out and see the world.
The ‘old’ icon of SingaporeThe ‘new’ icon of SingaporeColours ‘move’ this building at night.The ‘trees’ of Gardens by the BayThe backdrop to ‘Gardens by the Bay’Inside the Flower DomeThe end of tulips for ‘this’ year.Entrance to the Forest DomeWalkways around Forest DomeArchitects delightThe skywalk.Colours to music.
Barcelona, is the capital city of the autonomous community of Catalonia in Spain and Spain’s second most populated city, with a population of 1.6 million within its administrative limits. Its urban area extends beyond the administrative city limits with a population of around 4.7 million people, being the seventh-most populous urban area in the European Union after Paris, London, Madrid the Ruhr area, and Berlin and Milan. It is the largest metropolis on the Mediterranean Sea, located on the coast between the mouths of the rivers Llobregat and Besos, and bounded to the west by the Serra de Collserola mountain range, the tallest peak of which is 512 metres (1,680 ft) high. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopaedia.
MY city has proved to be more than I had expected. I was aware that Barcelona was a good city to visit but had visions of ‘another old European city full of old buildings’. My impression now is ‘a European city full of old buildings, merged in with many new and architecturally diverse buildings’. Of course, a mass of moving people, scooters, taxis and tour buses.
After shopping at the market for our breakfast, we took the Blue Route of the hop on hop off bus to the northern part of the city. These tours take 3-4 hours and are very popular with the tourists. We lined up for 30 minutes to board the bus for our journey. The top deck is usually full. A guy commentates on the buildings and architecture and various famous people of the city who lived in ‘that’ building or composed ‘that’ piece of music ‘there’. You listen in to your language through supplied earphones.
I had said to Lyn that we never get off at the touristy spots and were right outside the Barcelona Football Stadium soon after. I thought I could jump off the bus and buy some souvenirs and back on. Lyn suggested we get off and take a look around at what looked like a very busy attraction. It turned out that it surely was a busy attraction with official football clothing and souvenirs and other sports related ‘stuff’ available. The que to the ‘walk through the stadium’ visit was very long, each willing to pay 23 Euro to do just that. The retail hall was exceptionally busy with shoppers able to buy football jumpers and have their team hero’s name and number embroidered or stamped on them. They also had a little waffle bar and that became our lunch stop. (Now ya talkin’).
As we had said to our group members to fossick around and see the city, we had not expected to see any of them for most of the visit. While walking around the football precinct, we ‘banged’ into Lindley who was wandering alone. With 3 million people in this city, the odds of accomplishing that are way out of this world.
At the end of the Blue Route Tour, Lyn and I returned to the room for a rest before setting out by foot to see some more of the city. We found the Gotic District considered to be the old part of the city. Of course, there was another grande cathedral there and people milling around the square. We stopped to view some break dancers doing their thing; one guy seemed to be bouncing from a shoulder stand and into a head stand and back to a shoulder stand with the beat of the music. After his effort, I noticed he was a little ‘dazzed’ if that is the right word.
For dinner, we went into the supermarket across the road and found an Asian ‘cook and eat’ kitchen inside the supermarket. We ordered and for 6 Euros each had a very nice bucket of Asian rice or noodles with vegetables.
Another early night was our choice and we were asleep by 9:00pm.
We board the Royal Princess tomorrow for our much awaited for 21 day cruise around the Mediterranean – stay with us.
A major roundaboutNotice the grass between the tram tracksCathedral under constructionFountain in a city squareHome of Barcelona Football ClubFor my Grandson Caleb to drool over.The new Football StadiumNutritious LunchNot a bad sun tan
Cartagena is a Spanish city and a major naval station located in the Region of Murcia, by the Mediterranean coast, south-eastern Spain. As of January 2011, it has a population of 218,210 inhabitants being the Region’s second largest municipality and the country’s 6th non-Province capital city. The metropolitan area of Cartagena, known as Campo de Cartagena, has a population of 409,586 inhabitants. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopaedia
We are still in MY country as we drift into one of the deepest natural seaports in Europe, that of Cartagena (pronounced Car-ta-hee-na) at around noon.
Often when arriving at a port, everyone is in a rush for breakfast before going on an excursion for the day or just to wander the streets. We had ample time to do our 6km walk around the walking track and have a well ‘stretched out’ breakfast before preparing for our walk around the town. Prior to disembarking, Lyn and I decided to have a ‘bite’ to eat. As we walked by the pizza servery, we noticed a fresh pizza coming out of the oven. Our son-in-law makes good pizzas but this was huge, almost twice the size. The chef said it was a spicy garlic pizza. Now that is different – and it was. There was Jalapenos mixed with lots of garlic – a real Spanish type pizza if ever there was one. Yes, it was delicious. I said to Lyn we needed ice cream to cool down the heat. Nearby, was the ice cream stall for that cool down moment.
The weather was to be very overcast but during the afternoon, the clouds rolled away and we had a beautiful 5 or 6 hours in this very clean city. Of all the cities we have visited in Europe, we quickly discovered that the cobble-stoned streets of Cartagena had been replaced with smooth stone pavers. The street surface was like ‘glass’, easy on the footwear but probably icy when wet. There must be a quarry of the slate in the bare hills nearby.
It was a Sunday and the locals were out to see our very large ship parked very close to their town centre. But they were also happy to provide a real Spanish feel to the town. The atmosphere was party-like, with performers singing in the streets and lots of people dancing to the music. I am not a fan of black dresses. I was rewarded today to see so many ladies in bright colourful long Spanish dresses with great swirling hems. The music was loud and the clapping and singing was great to hear in the narrow walkways around the town. Indeed, a happy town.
We found a café which included Wi-Fi in order to publish the post from the day before and to enjoy more ice cream as a second lunch. Don’t worry, you concerned weight watchers. Each morning at 6:00am, we will be on the walking track to wear it off, and besides, “If we are going to die, we may as well enjoy getting there”. And isn’t eating ice cream nutrition at its best?
I collect patches to go on my camera vest. Until I find a shop in a town that does sell them, I am often stopping by to search for one to add to the vest. This trip has been a difficult one in that regard. But we find one up a narrow street. In the window of a tobacco shop, we find a couple of figurines for our ‘travel cabinet’ – a matador and a lady in a swirling Spanish dress.
It has become our habit to do our ‘looking around’ of a port in the morning before getting back on the ship to enjoy what the top deck has to offer, but as our arrival was at noon, we couldn’t do that for very long. We did make it to the deck and had a spa while watching the big screen presentation of a Billy Joel concert. The sun was warm and many had taken up the challenge of getting the Mediterranean tan going.
Departures from a port are always a good experience. As it was Sunday evening, all the vantage points were taken by the locals to witness our departure from this quaint little town on the Spanish coastline.
Earlier, we had decided to go to the main restaurant for dinner but that changed to become a quick meal in the bistro before the evening show. The show was an older welsh lady comedian/singer, Diane Cousins, who had the Princess Theatre audience in stitches with her good clean jokes. It was mother’s day and all the guys were made fun of in a Welsh sort of way.
Tomorrow, we spend the day in Gibraltar.
Sunrise while on our morning walkThe View as we arrive into CartagenaNow, Paul, THAT’S a pizza lol!Jay, have a piece with Root BeerThe Sail and the Motorised.“Smoothed out” cobblestones.You’ve heard of the headless chook? Well this one makes money.I just happened to be in this picture of our lunch.Great street dancers.They start them youngDancing in the streetsDaughter trying to outdo mother.The ladies dress wellLeaving CartagenaThe locals enjoy our departure in the eveningPilot transfer once out of Cartagens waters.The figurines we purchased as our souvenirs.
When I’ve ever heard of Gibraltar, it’s only ever been the “rock” of Gibraltar.
Gibraltar is a British Overseas Territory located on the southern end of the Iberian Peninsula at the entrance of the Mediterranean. It has an area of 6.7 km2 (2.6 sq mi) and shares its northern border with the Province of Cadiz in Andalusia, Spain. The Rock of Gibraltar is the major landmark of the region. At its foot is a densely populated city area, home to over 30,000 Gibraltarians and other nationalities. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
When I’ve ever heard of Gibraltar, it’s only ever been the “rock” of Gibraltar. Today, I learned it is also about being a small British controlled at the entrance to the Mediterranean between Spain and Morocco. I also heard that it is know for cheeky monkeys.
We arrived a little early into Gibraltar but that didn’t stop the rain from falling. Cloud enshrouded the rock and things looked rather bleak indeed, for looking around this new port. A shuttle bus was provided to and from the ship, at a price, handy in the rain but draining on the pocket at 2 pound each way. We found the nearest café with WiFi to load the post for yesterday and download the emails and load up the facebook messages and posts.
As the rain kept getting in the road of the possibility of doing any filming we finally gave in at around 11:45am and returned to the ship, had a quick lunch followed by an afternoon nap. I woke to see some sunshine outside and snuck out to get some photos before the next wave of rain showers passed through.
All the other members of our group had booked excursions of over 2 hours to visit the rock, the monkeys and the cave in the rock where often there are concerts being held.
At the edge of the border with Spain is an airport on the British side. The traffic into and from Spain is stopped at the edge of the runway when aircraft take off and land. That reminds me of Nauru where the terminal is the other side of the runway and the traffic is stopped while an aircraft crosses the road.
We wanted to get to the evening show early tonight to get good seats so dinner was rather quick. Many of the stage shows on a cruise boat are very high quality and tonight’s was no exception. I commented to Lyn that the show was the best I had seen in all the cruises we had done. The laser effects, lighting, staging and singing was top rate. I enjoyed the four guys singing a well know Italian opera piece. And the lead soprano had a very well trained voice too.
There is so much entertainment on this ship. But you have to walk the length of the ship between acts sometimes. We have been keeping our phones attached to us and in the 3 days so far we have walked over 40km, much of that on the ship.
Tomorrow is a sea day followed by a visit to Marseille in France.
The sunshine did turn up – eventuallyNotice the car crossing the airport runwayOh, Those desserts.Sorry, not allowed to take photos of the show – just the stage.Rock n roll nightThe Piazza