Friday, May 17, 2019

At Sea

May 7 and 8, 2019

We're at sea.  I'm starting to panic.  Nothing but ocean.  What to do?  I explored the ship trying to understand all the different decks.  Oooh, I can eat pizza or have an ice cream cone. It was much too cold and windy to stay out on deck for very long.  Oh totally cool, I received a text message from The Boyfriend.  He is following my cruise online.  He knows more than me since my Internet access is limited.  I didn't buy the onboard package.  What's sort of creepy is that Verizon knows where I am and is informing me what to do....

Thank God for entertainment like the food sculpting event.  Hilarious. My U.K. dinner companion bought me a Bailey's Irish Cream.  Who am I to say no...

This was super. The captain poured champagne and took photos with passengers.  And we got a glass or two, or in my case, 3, plus the pineapple mojito I had earlier.  The next thing I knew, I was dancing the night away at the Motown musical and with crew in the Explorers Lounge.  It was a fun evening.  Sleep has been exquisite.  The rocking of the boat is perhaps like being in the womb?  Until tomorrow.

10 day Alaska Inside Passage on the Grand Princess

Monday, May 6, 2019

Oh hello.  Here I am aboard the Grand Princess, my first cruise experience.  The Boyfriend dropped me off. I had to hop out of his car since the traffic was horrendous, so, no teary eyed farewell.  I will be traveling alone (hmm, all by myself -- time to party!!) from San Francisco to Alaska's Inside Passage and back.  My captain John Harry Smith from Cheltenham, England informed us that the total distance traveled is:  3,193 nautical miles or 3,675 statute miles.

A view of San Francisco.  Boarding was incredibly well organized.  I had lunch with a widow from Vacaville whose husband was, wait, wait for it, yes, a fireman!  After lunch I proceeded to my stateroom, Emerald Deck 8 where I was greeted by my steward.  Each evening, he places chocolates on my pillow.  What can I say....

We all gathered around 4pm to set sail.  Already, the party has begun.  I'm dancing with a woman to "North to Alaska."  It's quite chilly but my belly is full of some alcoholic beverage that warms me up.  I have already forgotten my life outside this cruise.

The Golden Gate Bridge looms in the distance.  We had a delay to due to a freighter.  No worries, we continued dancing and drinking.

Whew, we made it under the bridge.  Into choppy weather the next few days.  I didn't need sea sickness pills after all. In the evening, I went to the Botticelli dining room to meet my companions. Several of them had done this cruise multiple times.  One woman fascinated me -- she was a retired police officer from the U.K. on holiday for 3 months.  She was 6'2 and was present for Princess Diana's wedding and funeral.  She only flies Quantas first class.  She bought us wine.  Many people bought me alcoholic beverages on the trip.  Nice.  I only went 3 times as I preferred doing the buffet and I quickly got over my fear of eating alone.  The food is frigging delicious and healthy -- seafood, vegetables, salads, poultry, and more.  Our crew is represented by 46 nationalities.  Wow.  They often work 9 months at a time.  I learned later that when we returned, they turned around and did the cruise again.  Omg.  There are approximately 2500 passengers, majority being Californians. However, I met people from New Jersey, Nevada, Minnesota, U.K., Australia, New Zealand, etc.  Until tomorrow....


Sunday, March 17, 2019

Everything's Coming Up Green

A day of sunshine and warmth after many days of rain, for which we are grateful. Not only are we drought free, but, our parks, this one being Sierra Vista, are wonderfully green.

Time for some exercise, going up and down a windy path.  I love this park.  When I'm in shape again, I will take the road bike up Sierra Road but meanwhile, I wanted to appreciate the greenery close up.

And it was beautifully green, like Emerald City.

On and on, enjoying the views, sweating up a storm as well.

Pretty. Reminds me that I should get around to biking Mt. Diablo; I'm sure its fields are rich with our state flower.

I didn't see much in the way of wildlife, unless of course we want to count the shirtless runner with the nicely defined abs ... hey, come pinch me on St. Patrick's Day..... Can you tell The Boyfriend is not around (he's on a business trip to NZ).  Spring is just around the corner.  Yay.