Thursday, November 9, 2023

The Need for Plan B

Judy.  I've mentioned before that one of my favorite phrases of Ted's is "What does this make possible?" It's a great way to redirect our thinking when a plan falls through. It served us well during the pandemic, when we found a little house near our daughter, a house to which we now return when we go back to Georgia.

Last year, we were unable to go to the Basque Country when we were in Spain, so we went to Mallorca instead, and met up with our friend Monica--not a bad trade-off.

On this cruise, when the weather was bad in the Azores, which we'd really wanted to visit, the Captain's Plan B was to go to Madeira instead, where we were able to walk into town to a wine tasting, and return with a vintage bottle of Madeira wine.

What we're not good at is looking ahead for a Plan B. So far we've been lucky--no missed flights, no accidents, and illnesses that happened when we were in one spot for awhile. It's made us lazy, even when we've talked about the need to locate a doctor just in case, or when we wondered what we'd do if we tested positive for Covid the day before getting on a ship. 

However, back in Málaga, at 5 PM before we were to leave the next morning for Barcelona, I got hit with killer food poisoning, and was up all night with very unpleasant trips to the bathroom. In between, I kept thinking, "I've got to get over this! If we miss the flight, how will we make it to Rome to catch the ship on time?" Ted, trying to catch sleep in the living room, was agonizing over the same question. 

Luckily, I had my last bout at 5 AM. I took some medication, showered, got dressed, and sipped tea. And we made it to the airport on time.

So, after so much luck, we finally realized that Plan B needs to always be part of our repertoire. Locate a doctor or medical center. Check with airlines ahead of time to see what other options are available. Above all, don't count on luck. 

Sometimes lovely things are made possible, but not always. As my Eagle Scout son would remind me: "Be prepared."

  

Monday, November 6, 2023

Our first week at sea

Ted. After two wonderful months in Málaga, Judy and I flew out on the morning of October 25 to begin our long journey home. 

Our first stop was Barcelona where we spent the night, catching a flight to Rome the next morning. It’s a two hour journey from Rome airport to the seaport of Civitavecchia. We enjoyed a charming little hotel there and briefly explored the town before boarding Royal Caribbean’s Odyssey of the Seas for our cruise back to Ft Lauderdale. This was going to be a 15 night journey with lots of stops at the beginning. 

Checking out the balcony on a breezy arrival

Our first port of call was La Spezia, Italy, known primarily for its proximity to Pisa, Florence and the Cinque Terre. Being pretty well pooped, we just wandered the town itself. Judy shared on Facebook that we would visit Nice, France the next day. In one of those joyous coincidences we so often encounter, our Swedish friend Mikaela announced that she just happened to be in Nice. 

The next morning, the three of us met up on the pier in the lovely village of Villefranche-Sur-Mer (our ship being too large for the port in Nice). After a quick stroll through the charming town, we hopped on a local train to nearby Monaco and had a wonderful day exploring this tiny country.

Villefranche-Sur-Mer


Port of Monaco

Palace

Judy and Mikaela

The next day we stopped in Palma on the Spanish island of Mallorca. As we had just spent four days there last year and were still recharging our batteries, we didn’t feel the need to even leave the ship. 

Day 5 was spent in the town of Valencia, Spain. We did enjoy a brief walkabout and were most impressed by the beauty of La Lonja de Seda, the Silk Exchange. 

Valencia Cathedral


Central Market


Hall of Columns in La Lonja















After this non-stop action, we finally got two sea days which are frankly, our favorite times. There’s nothing to do but sip wine on our balcony, eat great food, take long walks, visit the gym, listen to live music and drift asleep to the gentle rocking of the ship. And look forward to the second week of our voyage…

Gibraltar