Weekend wisdom

"Life may not be the party we hoped for,

but while we're here we should dance."

- Author unknown-

The Internet cafe ate my blog

Or so it seems.  I did write a post....honest....but when I got home and checked the blog it wasn't there.  Then, if that wasn't disappointing enough, I tried to post again and found that Blogger had changed things and my browser was no longer compatible.  And being the non-tech person that I am, I did the only thing I could think of.  I had a good cry.  Well, maybe not, because, after all, there are much bigger things to cry about and bloggy incompatibility is such a petty little thing in the great scheme of things.  I'm sure the new-fangled system will end up being easier to use than the old one that, truthfully, was becoming more and more of a pain.  It's just that I've always been one to furnish my ruts and stay forever.

So, moving on.  Our cruise was very nice, and a welcomed diversion for Mr. Gadget and I.  Here are a few pictures:

The seas were calm all the way across the Atlantic.

First stop was Ponta Delgada, the Azores (Portugal).

A little cruise embroidery.



Bus on display at the Riverside Transport Museum in Glasgow.

Polperro--a small fishing village outside of Falmouth.

UFO's?  Fat birds?  Some kind of nests?  Nope.  Mistletoe.

A rather annoying couple from our bus.  She wore a knee brace.  See it?  This, they believed, permitted them to have the front seat on the bus and the first spot in line for all attractions.  I especially liked her sturdy walking shoes.  Mr. Gadget, who never likes to stand in line for anything, has vowed to get me one of these magical braces before our next trip.

Well, then.  Now that I know how painless this new, technologically-advanced Blogger can be, I'll be back real soon.  Mr. Gadget's pictures are much better than mine.  I'll share a few of those next time.

Shipping out

Mr. Gadget and I will be hitting the high seas on Saturday. Well, I hope they won't be real high, but we do have our Dramamine packed, just in case. I thought you might like to see a map of our itinerary...you know, so you can follow along with us. Won't that be fun?

What? You say you can't read it? Well maybe you need to put on your glasses. Still no luck? I guess I'll have to explain then. We're leaving from the little brown mouse and sailing 5 days to the tiny flower pot. Then we sail 3 more days to the itty bitty green ball of yarn. The next day it's the thimble and the day after that the mini bottle of red seed beads. After the beads, we'll be heading to the tiny Tabasco sauce, and finally ending up at the turtle....from which we'll fly home.

What an exciting trip, eh? You're confused you say? How could anyone want to go to those tiny little objects you're wondering? So, I guess I should give you a legend of some kind. OK. If you insist.

Mouse is Ft. Lauderdale; flower pot is the Azores; yarn is Dublin; thimble is Glasgow; red beads are Falmouth, Tabasco is LaHarve, France (for bus trip to Paris); and turtle is Southampton.

I plan to blog enroute, but pictures will have to wait till I get home. If you like, check out this website on Sat. between 4 and 5 pm Eastern time and you can watch our ship (Grand Princess) sail out of the harbor. I may, or may not, be waving my bright red scarf.

I'll be back here soon, but now I gotta run. I have to go sit on my suitcase.