Bay of Isles
Being at the
front of the ship means that we are privy to all the noises of the ship
including the increase in activity as we get close to an anchoring spot, and
more especially when you are berthing. Today this is a tender port and so we
began to sense the changes in the motion of the ship as we came into this aptly
named place: Bay of Isles. You see little lumps of earth on the horizon and
they are so dense they seem to be continguous.
The men call
orders to each other as we approach the anchoring spot and then you hear the
loud noises as the anchors are dropped.
Connectivity
The first
thing we do is see if we have connectivity and yes we got Voda NZ and soon
after a welcome message. However this is 2G so it is impossible to really do
anything with it. We are hoping that it will improve when we are onshore and so
we are taking our Apple devices to get them up to date. It is such an
adjustment to not be able to use them freely as we so much take for granted at
home.
Senses
There is
something about being on a ship that heightens one’s senses. The light seems so
much brighter; the dark so much darker. You are aware of sounds of the ship and
motions of the deck and ocean. The wind over the ship is unique. The smells are
different as well. Even the food smells are more noticed.
Southern
Hemisphere oddities
The sun
rotates to the north as it goes from East to West. Water circles the drain in
the direction opposite to at home –though you don’t really notice this unless
you want to. Currents and winds are different than the Northern Hemisphere and
make for good trivia questions.
Room Service
This is such
a convenience on port days when you want to sleep later and conserve your time.
If you want a greater variety or larger servings you have to go out. They
brought lunch to the cabin when we had friends here for the sail in and they
will even bring you tea in the afternoon.
NZ
agricultural requirements
No fruits,
plants, etc. and only “commercially bottled water”. The latter was new to us
but the ship traditionally sells bottles of water as you leave the gangway. I
save my bottle and refill it for obvious reasons.
Top Brass
The rails
going down the stairs are all made of brass and there is a crew of young people
you diligently see polishing this brass. It looks lovely but what a job.
Russell New
Zealand
Our tour
today was to go Russell New Zealand which was it’s original capital. Except
that the current Russell is not at the same site as the original capital which
now has a Maori name. I know, it’s confusing.
So we got on
this boat which had a gorgeous 25 y/o Adonis with a voice like Paul Hogan. There
were probably 25 to 30 of us and he kept us enthralled with stories true and
perhaps not so true. He was aided by 3 women who did most of the real work
while he waxed on. He is good in this role but one wonders about his future.
So we were
dropped off in this cute little town called Russell where it would be hard to
get lost. We first found proper hats to cover our ears and neck (those are
somewhere in that mysterious luggage that got left in LA), then to the local
version of 7-11 where we got diet Cokes. The exchange rate was 75 cents USD to
each NZ dollar. The Cokes cost 8 NZD. You do the math. I showed our pathetic
group of coins to the clerk and asked how much it was and she was good enough
not to guffaw when she said: 1.70. Couldn’t even by a Coke with that!
We then went
to look for the church with bullet holes Adonis had discussed. We found the
correct church we think but never found bullet holes. In discussion with
others, they didn’t find them either.
The architecture
is sweet but hard to describe. They have large verandas around many of the
homes with large porches and carved out decorations between the poles that
almost look like lace curtains. Lots of Emu themed souvenirs.
The boat
picked us up (we lost someone at this point but we know he made it back to the
ship before we left) and we next had a meal prepared on the little boat. The food
was extremely good with a choice of fish, venison, or lamb. Regular potatoes,
sweet potatoes and a green salad topped it off.You could have coffee, hot tea,
or purchase wine. Remember the exchange rate I listed earlier? If you purchased
wine, it is a direct exchange rate that is 1 USD for 1 NZD “because of the
effort of making the exchange.” The tip we left was in USD. We then wandered in
and out of inlets where we saw homes clutching the sides of the hills that
began at over 1 mil NZD and UP. One rented for $24,000 per night (USD? Or NZD? What
does it matter?) and sleeps 12. They have air b n b here and these are listed
if you are interested.
Eventually
we were deposited back where we started at the tender pier and we hopped on a
free shuttle the few miles into the little town with Neil at the wheel, a
jolly, happy fellow who clearly loves his job. He told us there was free WiFi
near the library and I misled Ed about half a block before I realized he had
seen a sign for the library. Along the way we ran into our cabin steward who
wanted a picture with us.
Eventually
we found the library where the free WiFi is outside only. There were only 4
seats outside so all over the lawn where folks of all ages spread out on the
grass like lizards on one of the Galapagos Islands, trying to catch up with
their WiFi needs. I didn’t think my bladder was going to make it (drink a lot
of fluids in hot climes) and to make it worse, my left leg had gone to sleep
while I was busy with my WiFi and literally it had no sensation for quite a
long while. Eventually I unwound and stood and Ed and I went in pursuit of a
public toilet of which they have many here: they are clean and have anything
you need. We wanted to look at a local craft display in the park but our time
was drawing short so we again joined Neil in his shuttle bus and came back to
our ship. We knew the ship wasn’t going to leave without us as the captain and
his family (the almost two year old was clutching her own key card) were on the
tender with us! I used the Jacuzzi as I was sticky and it sounded like a good
idea. It was. I am ever so grateful for free laundry.
Laundry
around the world
And speaking
of laundry, we saw a long sloop (schooner? ) sailing by today with the laundry
hung on the front of the boat. Each time we travel, I see less and less laundry
being air dried though there was some in Tahiti. It is amazing what you can
find out about a family by viewing the laundry line.
And so
tonight I again laid out our laundry for inventory and bagging.
And while I’m
at it, we passed the Laundromat here the other day and they were doing some
repairs there. I’ll report further sometime.
Tonight’s
entertainment was the Aussie woman again. She’s fun but I didn’t feel like
going and so Ed didn’t go either, sitting on the couch needing toothpicks to
keep his eyes open.
Tomorrow
Auckland
We are
looking forward to this visit and will tell you more in the next post.
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