Month: January 2013

Props for Diarmuid

propsfordairmuidDay 9 Port Said, Egypt – At midnight we enter the Suez Canal. Soon after we’ll be in pirate waters and will darken the ship for security during night travel. Another kind of security: spare propellers. Aren’t they beautiful?

Stew note:

Those are high art, deserve to be displayed as sculptures for sure.

Kiki, people are writing, saying they are loving trying to keep up with you as you glide further and further around the globe.

the world will note and long remember. As will you. What a fine fine time you are having. thank you for sharing a taste of it with us landlubbers.

Next time you go all formal with the Midge polka dot dress, send her snap? She will live ship-board vicariously thru you and that little black party dress.

Ciao, ciao,

stew

. . . Greeks bearing Gifts . .

panecottaHey Stew,

I loved your post on the pic of Diarmuid. And aren’t you smart about the Minoans? The ship arranged a last-minute tour of Knossos, but Diarmuid and I had both been there so we hung out with Nikos instead. Excellent choice! think he liked having his pic taken: He treated us to cherry and chocolate pannecotta with chocolate bits. Very gracious, no?

Happy Walter’s tonight!

Love to you and Midge.

Kiki

Stew note: center of the ancient world? Knossos? oh that. yawn. been there. done that. Loved the dolce treat photo. ummmm food.

Pirates of the Suez

You don’t miss a trick, Stew! The Athens port of Piraeus, which was to have been our port of call today, was closed because of high winds. Instead we went to Crete, which of course I liked – because of Nikos.

Tomorrow we have a piracy drill! We enter the Suez Canal after midnight Friday and at that point will be under escort and night-time lockdown. Suddenly I’m happy to have an inside cabin.

I can try video. Just don’t know how long it will take to send. Two photos seems to be pushing. I tried three but gave up ‘cuz the wireless minutes were ticking away.

These Brits are a complete riot. Just returned from a midnight snack with a very funny bunch. it’s 1:42 am, Stew!

Nighty-night. Have to be sharp for the drill!

Kiki
Sent from my iPhone

Stew note: must be the time zone thing. Kiki after midnight? omg. ah, but i see they played the snack card.

Where the boys R

kikigreeceDay 7 Heraklion, Crete – Craig is a singer on the ship, a little bit fabulous, and all about fashion: He loved my fuzzy jacket.

Nikos is boss of the chic taverna where Diarmuid and I landed. You can’t see them but he’s working his worry beads – part of his smoking cessation plan.

Kiki

Stew note to Kiki: i see a hint of Nikos worry beads there now. Speaking of worry. . . Good to see photo evidence of Diarmuid. Should I read anything into the fact that his trousers and the lifeboat covers are very complementary one to the other? Once again, signs of you guys trying to be one with the escape pods? Still snowing off and on in Maine. Your escape is so complete. You are all the way to Crete. Always wanted to see that. Hi to the Minoans?

Off Sicily

Caro, Stew,

We’re off Sicily now en route to Piraeus, the port for Athens. I’ll probably send something from there tomorrow or the following day. I love what you said about being nice to the lifeboat guys. I’ll definitely ask for a window view. I don’t have one in my stateroom. Diarmuid has a balcony and it makes all the difference.

I’ll have to send Midge good b’day wishes. I wore her polka dot dress last night for our third formal dinner (we’ve only been at sea six days) and Diarmuid loved it. I’m actually getting to like the formal thing. It was beautiful to walk into the Britannia dining room last night and see all the sparkle and furs and military medals.

You’re right about living to the hilt, Stew. You and Midge do it so well. Paul and Betty do, too. So do my uncle and his kids. We had the best time in London with my cousin Ann and her young family. They live beautifully. I wanted to stay there forever.

Funny you should mention the Costa Concordia. At the Sunday service Commodore Rynd recalled it was the anniversary of the sinking. Many of the prayers were for people at sea. And of course, the Queen.

Kiki, at sea