“Morning, would you like to come up to the deck for breakfast?” he asked.
“Are you crazy? I have only had four hours sleep,” I replied, shutting the door. But by then it was too late. I was awake.
Breakfast consisted of a choice of cereal.
“Have you got anything with less vitamins in?” I asked.
“No sorry, you will have to make do with Special K with chocolately bits in,” replied wicked Step mama (aka. WSM).
“Heathens,” I muttered under my breath.
Mind you, there is nothing like arriving somewhere in the dark and then waking up to bright sunshine and deep blue seas and the sound of the sea lapping against the hull. That bit was ace, even though the getting up early left a lot to be desired.
After breakfast, we all decided to go and explore
The first thing that struck me when I walked around
Mind you, Becky got in the spirit of being a Brit on holiday, donning a comedy sombrero that she found in a shop full of tat.
Going back to the shop full of tat, it appeared that Phil took a shine to it and decided to buy himself a pair of flip-flops after finding his trainers a bit too warm. In true ‘Phil fashion’ he started putting the flip-flops on, got distracted, at which point I found him wandering down the street in odd shoes, looking a bit of a fruit-loop to be honest.
After an al fresco lunch and an amble round the streets of
Just as we pulled away from the pontoon, Pops shouted, “don’t forget that we no longer have mains electricity, so only things that run off 12V will work.”
“So my laptop will still charge right?” I asked
“Nope,” he replied.
“EEEEK! You are kidding me? How can I do my blog? What about all those people who rely on me to make them feel better by reminding them that there is someone out there is less fortunate than they are?”
“They’ll have to wait,” he replied
“How long?” I asked cautiously
“At least three days,” he stated.
It was a horror. I crept onto the top deck, turned my wi-fi ‘off’, my power-saving mode ‘on’ and relished the last few moments with Vincent the Vaio (even if I was still angry at they way he keeps breaking down)……… his power light went orange……. and then nothing….. laptop flatline.
As it got later, Pops and WSM decided to have dinner on board. It was salmon salad with garlic potatoes. Given that I don’t like fish or salad, I have to say the potatoes were nice. They called me, ‘blooming ungrateful’ in return. You just can’t get the relatives.