When we came back from breakfast there was a large leather cover over the bed, it said "Luggage" in italics. Apparently, we are supposed to pack, place our luggage outside our cabins this evening and leave tomorrow morning. I can't believe it, our epic honeymoon cruise is coming to an end. I'm already suffering withdrawal. We returned all of our library books this morning on our way to Trivia. Trivia is always lots of fun, but sometimes crazy-making. This morning, for example. When asked for the name of Garfield the cat's teddy bear, I immediately wrote down Pookie, but than scribbled it out and put something dumb. You may think "Pookie" is dumb, but actually it's right. I don't think we'll ever win a Princess keychain or Princess carabiner, but that will not be for lack of trying.
People take Trivia very seriously. I don't think they understand the meaning of the name. The cruise director staff is constantly calming down the disgruntled masses and warding against cheaters. I don't know why you would cheat at Trivia, especially when the prizes are Princess keychains. This afternoon will be our last Trivia. Today is all about lasts: last lunch; last dinner; last walk around the promenade; last complimentary chocolates...
Our last two ports were both Canadian and named in honour of Saint John. First we went to St. John's in Newfoundland, and then to Saint John in New Brunswick. Yesterday, we spent most of our time in New Brunswick trying to find a solid internet connection because school had just started for Chris and work for me. Gulp. We eventually got online at a Starbucks, along with every other passenger from our ship, and the ship next door, and the one around the corner. Saint John is on the Bay of Fundy which gets the highest tides in the world. Fifty foot tides! As we came alongside I looked down, down at the enormous tires hanging on chains from the pier and when we left six hours later, the tires had floated to the top. We couldn't use our own gangways, instead the port provided three that were rigged up to different decks as the tide rose. A lone bagpiper played for us when we were meant to leave, but a computer glitch showed some people as ashore, so we left an hour late. Now we know, you can be late; they won't actually leave without you.
Chris finally has some homework to tear into. He is the opposite of every student everywhere, and practically danced when he found one assignment had been posted.
Tomorrow morning, in the wee hours, we will sail past Long Island. Around 4:30 am we will take on our pilot; then we'll pass under the Verazzano bridge, slip past the Statue of Liberty and come alongside around 6:00 am. I am thinking about getting up early to see the sights, but I am pretty sure the sun will still be shining on another part of the planet and the sights will be invisible.
Thank you Frank and Vicki for making this Amazing experience possible.
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