We had been advised that our pickup time from the hotel was 10:30am but we got a call just before 10am to say that our transport had arrived. Fortunately we had woken up before the alarm clock had gone off and went for an earlyish breakfast - bearing in mind I tend to eat slowly.
The drive to the port went smoothly enough. There were a few moments when we thought that our vehicle would be hit due to other drivers changing lanes suddenly, without using their indicators. We got to the port alive and our nerves in tatters.
Once on board Paul had to do a handover from his leaving colleague so I ended up unpacking and getting the cabin to look like 'home' again. The poor plants that I had carefully nurtured where looking very sorry for themselves - someone had forgotten to water them (grrrrr) so I gave them some water and took off dead leaves. I just hope the poor plants will recover. If not I will ask the on-board florist for some more plants.
My day was made when the steward from when we were last on board appeared. Dhimas (our cabin steward) had been due to go on holiday in February but with an American moratorium being placed on certain visas his replacement had not come. Hopefully he will get off in San Diego and return home to his wife.
After a nap we had an early meal and watched an episode of "Foyle's War". Time to hit the sack. The ship won't be going anywhere tonight and will remain in port until tomorrow afternoon.
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