Day 25…Transpacific Cruise…Disembarkation day!…We’re off to Vancouver, Washington…

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We spent most evenings in the ship with these two couples from left to right; Nancy, Cynthia, Charlie and Ted. We haf lots of fun!

We are currently nestled into the welcoming comfort of Hotel Indigo Vancouver Downtown, a lovely spot that already feels like a temporary home in this charming corner of the Pacific Northwest. But rather than rushing ahead, I find myself wanting to pause and reflect on yesterday…a day that marked the end of one journey and the l beginning of another.

After twenty-five days at sea, the familiar walls of our cabin suddenly felt different when we woke. Perhaps it was the anticipation of disembarking, or perhaps it was simply the reality that my best efforts to stay healthy had slipped quietly through my fingers. The night had been restless. I tossed and turned, coughing endlessly and sneezing in a way that made sleep feel like a distant memory. So much for all that careful handwashing and sanitation procedures. Sometimes, despite our best intentions, life has its own plans.

Still, there was no lingering. Departure day waits for no one.

We gathered our belongings, took one last look around the cabin that had been our little sanctuary, and made our way down to the Promenade Cafe. There is something oddly comforting about that space, even on the final morning. Travelers sat with their coffees, some chatting quietly, others staring off as if already missing the gentle rocking of the sea. We found a place to sit and waited for our departure number to be called. Ticket number 37. It sounded so official, like a final chapter being neatly closed.

Tom made a quick stop at the security desk to retrieve our confiscated power strips. Meanwhile, I headed toward the baggage area, weaving through the steady flow of passengers, all of us moving with purpose yet carrying that subtle reluctance that comes with endings.

Finding our bags turned out to be surprisingly easy, a small victory in what could have been a chaotic process. And then, as if on cue, a porter appeared, offering assistance with a calm efficiency that immediately put me at ease. There is something reassuring about being guided in those moments when everything feels slightly uncertain. He led us through the terminal and into a private pickup area, sparing us the usual confusion and long waits.

And just like that, we were ready.

We contacted Rita and Gerhard to let them know we had arrived, and within about thirty five minutes, we were greeted with warm smiles and open arms. It is a rare and wonderful thing to have friendships that pick up exactly where they left off, no matter how much time or distance has passed.

Seeing them again brought back memories of our time in Bali, when we had shared a lunch during a port of call on that incredible forty seven night cruise spanning from December into March. Even then, in that faraway place, there had been a sense that our paths would continue to cross. And here we were again, this time on their home turf.

Their new vehicle was perfect for the task ahead, easily accommodating both us and our collection of luggage that always seems to grow with each journey. We settled in, grateful for the comfort, and began the two and a half hour drive to Vancouver, Washington.

As the city faded behind us and the landscape began to shift, I found myself relaxing in a way that only comes when you know you are in good hands. Conversation flowed effortlessly. We shared stories from the cruise, laughed about little mishaps, and listened just as eagerly to what had been happening in their lives since we last met.

There is something deeply grounding about these moments. After weeks of constant movement, of new places and fleeting encounters, being with dear friends offers a sense of stability that is both calming and restorative.

By the time we arrived, the earlier discomfort of my lingering cold seemed less significant, softened by the warmth of friendship and the promise of the days ahead. Four days here, in this beautiful city, with people we genuinely care about. It feels like a gift.

And so, as I sit here now, finally catching my breath and looking ahead, I am reminded that travel is not only about the destinations we explore, but also about the connections we nurture along the way. Tomorrow, I will begin sharing photos of this lovely place. But today, I wanted to hold onto yesterday just a little longer.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 8, 2016:

The two Katuks and Ribud (the pool and landscape guy) in Bali are holding up the three-kilo Blue Fin tuna for last night’s and tonight’s meal. After it was cleaned and filleted, there were two huge portions that we shared each night. Such wonderful people! Such fabulous fish! For more photos, please click here.

Day 24…Transpacific Cruise…One day and counting…Port of Victoria, British Columbia…

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Little pansy faces.

Day 23…Transpacific Cruise…Two days and counting until disembarkation…What are the chimes we hear udring flights?…

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From Travel + Leisure online magazine, found here.

“Those Beeps You Hear on a Flight Actually Mean Something—Here’s What Airplane Chimes Signal

A pilot weighs in on what one, two, and three chimes mean on a plane. By Lydia Mansel Published on May 4, 2026

The more often you fly, the more the entire process starts to feel routine. It becomes second nature to scan your boarding pass, settle into your row, buckle your seatbelt, and zone out—whether that means getting some work done or listening to your music—until it’s time to deplane. But if you take a moment to actually look at (and listen to) what’s going on around you, you may start to notice the subtle details that ensure your entire in-air experience runs seamlessly. One of those details is the beeps, or chimes, you hear during a flight.

To the untrained ear, these chimes are easy to ignore; they don’t register as anything urgent or noteworthy. And that’s precisely the point—they aren’t intended for passengers. “These sounds are meant for the flight crew (pilots and flight attendants) in order to keep everyone informed [and] standardize the flying experience, and [they] are standard operating procedures,” says Kolin Jones, a pilot and the founder and CEO of the private aviation company Amalfi Jets.

You’ll likely hear a few different versions of the dings or chimes. “Individual dings while at cruising altitude are the noises of another passenger ringing their flight attendant call button,” says Jones. They may be in need of a drink, assistance with their entertainment system, or something else that requires direct interaction with the crew.

Now what if you hear two chimes? “The double chimes you hear… indicate to the cabin crew that the aircraft is passing through 10,000 feet, which is usually when they will start to prepare the cabin for service, and enable passengers to get up and walk around,” says Jones. At the same time, you might also hear an announcement that you’re now able to use your electronic devices.

There may also come a time when you hear three chimes, although this tends to be rare. “Hearing three chimes is ‘priority communication,’ so usually the flight deck is calling the flight attendants with an urgent message or an emergency situation,” says Jones. Still, as a passenger, it’s important to remain calm and stay in your seat. If there is anything that needs to be communicated to you and your fellow passengers following the three chimes, the air crew will make an announcement.

While Jones says these sounds are “usually standard across all airlines/aircraft (commercially),” they can “vary per each individual airline’s standard operating procedures (SOPs).”

Continuing on…In just forty eight hours, this chapter of our sea journey to the US will come to a close. It’s hard to believe how quickly the days at sea have slipped through our fingers, each one filled with new faces, routines, and the comfort of life afloat. Soon, we’ll disembark, stepping off the ship with our luggage in hand and hearts full of memories we didn’t even know we were collecting.

Waiting for us will be our dear friends Rita and Gerhard, whose familiar smiles will mark the beginning of our next adventure. There’s something deeply comforting about being greeted by people who know you well, especially after weeks surrounded by strangers who, in their own way, became part of the story too.

The drive to Vancouver, Washington will feel like a transition between worlds. From the vast openness of the ocean to the beauty of the Pacific Northwest, it’s a shift we welcome with curiosity and gratitude. Four nights there lie ahead, offering us time to settle, reflect, and simply be before we begin our next journey across the northern states of the US, on our way to Minnesota.

As always, we move forward with open hearts, never quite knowing what each new place will bring, but trusting it will be exactly as expected.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 6, 2016:

In Bali, a Hindu temple on the road into town. For more photos, please click here.

Day 22…Transpacific Cruise…Three days and counting…How to Save in Summer Travel Amid Jet Fuel Price Increases

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From Travel + Leisure online magazine here.

“We Asked 5 Pros How to Save on Summer Travel Amid Jet Fuel Increases—These Are Their 6 Tips

With airfare up as much as 20 percent, flexibility and smart booking strategies can help cut costs. By Alison Fox, published on April 28, 2026

Summer travel is heating up, but rising fuel prices threaten to put a damper on warm-weather getaways. The ongoing war in Iran and closure of the Strait of Hormuz has forced airlines to cancel flights and fuel prices to soar. In fact, jet fuel prices have more than doubled over the last year, according to the airline trade group Airlines for America, and AAA noted that pump prices are the highest they’ve been at this time of year since 2022.

Flight prices are also up as a result: summer domestic airfare has increased by 10 to 15 percent, and prices for European trips from the United States are up by around 20 percent, according to data from Dollar Flight Club shared with Travel + Leisure.

But that doesn’t mean a dream summer vacation is out of the question. It just means American travelers have to be a bit more creative. “The core message for travelers is flexibility has never been more valuable,” Jesse Neugarten, the founder of Dollar Flight Club, told T+L. “In a normal year, being flexible with your dates and destinations can save 10 to 20 percent. But in this market, it has really escalated. If you can do that, there’s a ton of value still to be found.”

T+L tapped experts from across the travel industry to ask how to save money and navigate summer travel this year. These are their best tips.

Be flexible.
Flexibility is the keyword for summer: flexible with dates, destinations, and airports travelers fly in and out of. “Destination flexibility is the biggest lever, date flexibility is next, and airport flexibility comes in third,” Neugarten said. Considering alternative airports when booking may also translate to big savings, he added.

That could mean flying out of Philadelphia instead of one of the major New York City airports, for example, or choosing John Wayne Airport (SNA) in California instead of Los Angeles International Airport (LAX). Think about the Caribbean, Mexico, and staying closer to home.

to places like Europe may be experiencing unusually high price increases, but some destinations have more price stability.“If you’re just looking to go away and you haven’t made any plans, the predictably affordable places are going to be your best bet: the Southeast, the Caribbean, and coastal Mexico. We’re still seeing a healthy amount of cheap flights,” said Katy Nastro, a travel expert for Going. “It is further down the list for travelers because these areas tend to be really hot in the summer, really humid, and there is the threat of worse weather and hurricanes.”

Neugarten said prices on these routes may be holding because they tend to be shorter, burn less fuel, and have a lot of competition from low-cost carriers.

Don’t wait to book.
It’s always tempting to wait and see if flight prices go down, but experts say this is not the time to play that game. In fact, they said prices will likely just keep rising.

However, there is often a way to recoup money if prices do drop—as long as you don’t book basic economy, Nastro said. That is because many major U.S. airlines eliminated change fees for non-basic economy tickets.

“I would highly recommend booking that main economy ticket even if it’s going to take a bigger bite out of your wallet,” she said. “That main economy ticket is going to allow you if you have to make any changes and to take advantage of price drops. This year, any savings are major savings.”Set price alerts.

The only way to take advantage of price drops is to know when they happen. And setting price alerts on sites like Google Flights or Skyscanner is a sure way to do that.

But they can also be used to help plan a trip, said James Byers, a group product manager at Google Search.

“If your heart is set on a specific destination, but you’re flexible about when you fly, you can use price tracking for ‘Any dates’ and get an email about price drops for flights departing in the next three to six months,” Byers said.

Be strategic about road trips
Like jet fuel, gas prices have also been affected by global events. However, Nastro said the price at the pump is “more reactive to the market” and could “come down more suddenly than jet fuel.”

Travelers opting to stay closer to home and rent a car may want to start their trip earlier in the week, as this can lead to greater availability and lower rates, said Adnan Manzur, the senior vice president for North America customer operations at Hertz. Thursdays and Fridays are typically the busiest days for renting a car at an airport.

“Being a smart traveler isn’t about cutting corners, it’s about making a few thoughtful choices that save time and money upfront so you’re not paying a premium for it later,” Manzur said. “Travelers today are looking for experiences that feel seamless and are a good value. A little foresight … can stretch a travel budget much further.”Be prepared for changes

Airlines may be cutting flights, but experts said they tend to focus on less-profitable routes, off-peak times, routes with multiple daily flights, and smaller markets. In the U.S., Nastro said carriers are “making cuts at the margins.”

“They’re looking at where they make razor cuts,” she said. “I’m sure airlines are hedging their bets. It’s easier for them to add flights back… and they’re trying to be as cautious, but as surgical as possible.”

But in Europe, Nastro added, this could make hopping between countries by plane more difficult. Instead, she recommended travelers use trains or “keep your trip centralized, sticking to one country, sticking to destinations that don’t rely on short-haul flights.”Investing in travel insurance can also help with uncertainty. And travelers are taking advantage: last year, Berkshire Hathaway Travel Protection reported a 12 percent increase in total policies purchased. And they’ve seen a 7 percent increase in the first quarter of this year.

“Our position is always safety and security while traveling,” said Carol Mueller, a VP at Berkshire Hathaway Travel Protection. “And we want to make sure, no matter where people choose to go and what their budget is, that they feel comfortable and can find the right travel insurance for that type of trip.”

In a mere three days, we will step off the ship once again, trading the gentle sway of the sea for the steady ground beneath our feet. There is always something bittersweet about that moment. This floating world that has carried us across miles of ocean becomes a memory almost overnight. Yet, waiting for us at the port will be something just as meaningful, the warm smiles of our dear friends Rita and Gerhard.

The thought of that 2.5-hour drive together feels like a continuation of the journey rather than an end. Conversation, laughter, and familiar connection will fill the space between destinations. Our four nights in Vancouver, Washington, will offer a chance to settle, to breathe, and to spend time with our dear friends.

Then, onward again to Minnesota, with hopes of passing through Yellowstone National Park, where nature reminds us how small and fortunate we truly are.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 5, 2016:

Two teenage boys walked this young white horse down the beach to play in the river next to our holiday house in Bali. He seemed to love cooling off in the water. For more photos, please click here.

Day 21…Transpacific Cruise…Horror at sea…

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Illness at sea can be life-threatening, as explained in today’s story.

As we travel the world, often aboard ships that become small floating communities, it’s easy to forget how fragile that sense of safety can be. A few days ago, somewhere far out in the vast Atlantic Ocean, that illusion was quietly broken aboard the MV Hondius, where three lives were lost to a rare and unsettling illness.

The virus, known as Hantavirus, is not something most travelers ever think about. It isn’t spread through casual contact or shared meals, but rather through exposure to infected rodent droppings or urine. Even so, in the confined and interconnected world of a cruise ship, its presence felt deeply unsettling.

The three individuals who died were not just passengers on a voyage. They were people, each with their own stories, plans, and loved ones waiting somewhere across the globe.

Among them was an elderly Dutch man, believed to be one of the first to fall ill. His symptoms began quietly, like so many illnesses do at sea, perhaps mistaken at first for fatigue or a passing bug. But his condition worsened quickly, and he died during the journey, far from home.

Not long after, his wife also became ill. One can only imagine the fear she must have felt, not only battling her own symptoms but grieving her husband at the same time. She was evacuated to a hospital in South Africa, where she later passed away. Their shared journey, which likely began with excitement and anticipation, ended in a way no one could have foreseen.

The third victim was another older passenger, identified in reports as either British or German, depending on early or updated accounts as authorities worked to confirm identities. He too succumbed to the illness after developing severe symptoms, part of a cluster of cases that left others on board sick, and one person fighting for life in intensive care.

There is something especially sobering about loss at sea. On land, tragedy is grounded. There are familiar places, routines, and support systems. But on a ship, surrounded by endless water, everything feels both closer and more distant at once. News travels quickly, yet answers come slowly.

Health officials, including the World Health Organization, have been careful to point out that this virus is rare and not easily spread from person to person. In fact, only one confirmed case has been verified so far, with several others still under investigation.

Even so, the emotional impact ripples far beyond those directly affected. Fellow passengers, likely strangers just days before, now share a bond shaped by uncertainty and concern. Conversations shift. Awareness sharpens. Every cough, every moment of fatigue carries a different weight.

As travelers, we often embrace the unknown with a sense of adventure. But moments like this remind us that the unknown carries many forms. Some are breathtaking. Others are humbling, even frightening.

And yet, life aboard continues. Meals are served. The ocean stretches on. People gather, talk softly, and try to make sense of something that feels both distant and deeply personal.

In the end, these three individuals were more than headlines. They were part of a fleeting community at sea, one that changed forever in the span of a few days. And as the ship moves forward, as all journeys do, their stories travel with it.

May we all be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 4, 2016:

Gede, our houseman in Bali, stopped at the side of the road when he spotted this monkey and baby. We had no idea we’d see much wildlife there. Of course, we were thrilled! For more photos, please click here.

Day 19…Transpacific cruise…Out to sea…Repost from ten years ago today…

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Note: Today’s story is a report from ten years ago today that we thought might be enjoyable for our readers who may not have seen it then.

Our new home in Bali…The story begins to unfold…Many more photos to come…

The Buddha statue by the pool is a fountain that runs continually.

In the dark, at the culmination of the harrowing four-hour drive, our driver made the ascent down a narrow single-lane road toward the sea. The road was so narrow that he had to get out to ask a neighbor to move a vehicle to allow us access.

As soon as we exited the van, both Ketuts greeted us with this tray with ice-cold washcloths, fresh flowers, a lit candle, and two glasses of sweet tea.

Moments later, he pulled up to the house, lights illuminating an exquisite scene, and for the next two months, we were home. With a sense of trepidation, I exited the car, legs cramped from sitting for so long, took a deep breath, and smelled the fresh ocean air as relief washed over me.

Greeted by two lovely Balinese women, coincidentally, both named Ketut, one held a tray with fresh flowers, ice-cold washcloths, and two wine glasses filled with sweet tea. Sadly, I declined the sweet tea but instead requested water. The spring water is safe to drink here.

The infinity pool is more beautiful than we imagined, the surface like glass, clear and cleaned daily.

During the four-hour drive, we never stopped for water or a bathroom break, both of which were of immediate concern to me, although I graciously held back to allow them their usual ritual of showing off the house.

We’ll continue to have our coffee here on these chaise lounges each morning.

Our house man, Gede, (sounds like ga-day, the popular Australian greeting over which we all giggled when he explained) wanted to ensure we had a full tour including the opportunity to decide which of the two floors we preferred for our primary living quarters. There were four bedrooms to choose from, two on each level.

It wasn’t the easiest decision, even after we narrowed it down to two of the four, each with ocean views, all with en suite bathrooms. The only question, when the upstairs was slightly more appealing than the main level, was, “Did we want to manage the oversized risers for the flight of stairs to the upper level?”

The covered huts and cabana poolside.

After careful consideration, we decided to stay on the main floor in the bedroom with the pool and ocean views.  With no railing on the open side of the staircase and only partial railing for the remainder, these factors contributed to our decision to opt for safety (old-timers that we are) to stay in the master bedroom on the main floor.

Doing so was no sacrifice, by any means. The sound of the surf, the views of the pool, Jacuzzi, and raging surf are hardly a sacrifice. Both floors have separate living rooms, and although it is a single house, we are free to use the other living room at any time if we so choose. There’s AC in that living room, which, when it’s especially hot at night, we may use.

We considered using the Jacuzzi last night, but it was raining. We have plenty of clear nights ahead of us.

After the tour and room decision, dinner was served by both Ketuts, including a small whole roasted chicken coated in delicious gluten/starch/sugar-free seasonings and a platter of the most delicious vegetable dish either of us had ever eaten. We asked for the same veggies at each dinner.

They cleared and washed the dishes, leaving us to unpack and settle in. In no time at all, we were mostly unpacked, saving the remainder for the morning since we were anxious to let the family know we’d arrived.

Peering across the pool to the ocean is a breathtaking scene.

As expected in this remote area, the Wi-Fi is slow and unpredictable, though nowhere near as inconsistent as on the ship. In the next few days, we’ll decide whether we do, in fact, have to order a hotspot device, which we investigated months ago.

The rest? Heavenly. Oh, I know, I’ve said this in the past. And yes, we’ve lived in some magical places, each with its own unique offerings. But, I must admit, this may be the most beautiful vacation home we’ve rented to date. and the setting…directly on the ocean with an infinity pool as the preface to the sprawling sea only steps from our door.

We’re located in the following area, as described in Wikipedia.

“Bali Strait is a stretch of water separating Java and Bali while connecting the Indian Ocean and the Bali Sea. At its narrowest, it is 2.4 kilometers (1.5 mi) wide. The Bali Strait is one of the five bodies of water surrounding the island of Bali: Lombok Strait to the east, the Badung Strait to the southeast, the Bali …”

Tom’s foot as we had a short stint in the sun yesterday afternoon. No sunburns for either of us.  We’ll move over to the cabana for shade.

At night, we can see the lights of Java, Indonesia, across the bay. On a clear night in the near future, we’ll share photos of that view. Amazing.

The household staff includes four: two Ketuts, Gede, Ribud (the pool guy), plus a driver on call (for a small fee). With several beautifully prepared instruction booklets available, we have most of the answers to our questions. Yesterday, we made a list of questions for Gede, who helped us in every way.

No, it’s not perfect. As is the case for each property, there are nuances to which we’ve already begun to adapt including; no English speaking news or any channels on the TV; Ketuts don’t speak much English (one, only a little); it’s hot and humid during the day (no AC in the main floor living areas except in the bedroom); there are ants, spiders, mozzies, flies with no screens (we keep doors wide open all day) and again, no coffee pot.

The cabana is quite appealing, and we’ll surely spend time reading and relaxing there while in Bali.

Thank goodness for that silly little coffee filter we purchased long ago and had yet to use. Tom, as always, is masterful in ensuring we have the perfect coffee each morning.

After dinner, we’ll use the Jacuzzi, swim in the lighted pool, and lounge for the rest of the evening to watch our favorite downloaded shows on the TV via our HDMI cable while relaxing on the comfy leather sectional, with an appropriate coffee table to set our beverages on.

There are endless nuances that we’ll continue to share in days to come, including the monetary exchange, which requires a bit of a learning curve. Tomorrow, we’ll share a funny story of our first foray to an ATM in Indonesia and a trip to a grocery store in Denpasar. There’s always a learning curve to some extent, most of which makes us smile.

May your day find you learning something new that makes you smile!

Tomorrow, we’ll be starting a new feature to our site that we can hardly wait to share, all about our Bali experience. Please check back!

Photo from ten years ago today, May 2, 2016:

The covered huts and cabana poolside at our new holiday home in Bali. For more photos, please click here.

Day 18…Transpacific cruise…Kauai, the Nā Pali Coast…

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In 2015, I took this photo of a monk seal resting at Nā Pali Beach in Kauai, thrilled to capture this rarely seen animal. Not wanting to awaken the sleeping monk seal, I kept my distance, although I’d have loved to see more. “Known to native Hawaiians as ʻIlio-holo-i-ka-uaua, or “dog that runs in rough water”, its scientific name is from Hugo Hermann Schauinsland, a German scientist who discovered a skull on Laysan Island in 1899. Its common name comes from short hairs on its head, and it is said to resemble a monk. The Hawaiian monk seals are adopted as Hawaii’s state mammal.”

Yesterday, late in the afternoon, we sailed past the breathtaking Nā Pali Coast, its rugged cliffs glowing in the fading light, a place we could admire only from afar. It stirred a memory from 2015, during our four-month stay on Kauai, when my sister Julie, who visited for a short stay, and I made the long, winding drive to that remote shoreline. The journey felt endless until it gifted us something unforgettable, a serene moment when we spotted a rare Hawaiian monk seal resting peacefully on the sand, as if it had been waiting just for us.

There are places in the world that feel as if they have been shaped over time, not only by the elements but by the persistence of life itself. The Nā Pali Coast is one of those places. 15 to 17 miles long. It is not simply a stretch of rugged shoreline on the northwestern edge of Kauai. It feels more like a living story, written in layers of emerald cliffs, hidden valleys, and the endless conversation between land and sea.

The name “Nā Pali” translates to “the cliffs,” and that simple description hardly prepares you for the sight. Towering ridges rise sharply from the Pacific Ocean, some reaching heights of over 4,000 feet. These dramatic formations were carved over millions of years by volcanic activity and relentless erosion. Long before the island took its present shape, Kauaʻi was born from a hotspot in the Earth’s crust, much like the other Hawaiian Islands. But unlike its younger neighbors, Kauaʻi has had far more time to weather, soften, and transform. The Nā Pali Coast is what remains after centuries of wind, rain, and crashing surf sculpting the land into something almost otherworldly.

As we think about those cliffs today, it’s easy to focus only on their beauty. But long before visitors arrived with cameras and wide-eyed wonder, this coastline was home. Early Polynesian settlers made their way to Kauai around 1,000 years ago, navigating vast distances of open ocean with an understanding of the stars and currents that still feels astonishing. They found fertile valleys tucked between the towering pali, where freshwater streams flowed down from the mountains. In places like Kalalau Valley, communities thrived.

View of the Nā Pali Coast in Kauai, Hawaii.

Life along the Nā Pali Coast was not easy, but it was deeply connected to the land. The Hawaiians built terraces for farming, cultivating taro in the rich soil, and fishing in the abundant offshore waters. Trails were carved into the cliffs, linking one valley to the next. Today, remnants of these ancient pathways still exist, most famously the Kalalau Trail, which winds its way along the coastline for 11 miles. Walking even a portion of that trail offers a glimpse into what life must have been like, where every step required awareness, respect, and a quiet kind of resilience.

Over time, the isolation that once sustained these communities also became a challenge. By the 19th century, many residents began to leave the Nā Pali Coast, moving toward other parts of the island where access to trade, education, and modern conveniences was easier. The coastline gradually returned to a more untouched state, its valleys growing wild again, its cliffs standing as they always had, indifferent to the passage of human generations.

Today, the Nā Pali Coast is protected as part of the Nā Pali Coast State Wilderness Park, preserving both its natural beauty and its cultural significance. There are no roads that lead into this region. You cannot simply drive up and arrive. Instead, reaching the coast requires intention. Some come by boat, watching the cliffs rise from the water in a slow reveal. Others arrive by helicopter, hovering above the ridges and waterfalls that seem to spill endlessly into the valleys below. And then some hike, step by careful step, along the narrow trail that connects past and present.

There is something about that inaccessibility that feels meaningful. It keeps the Nā Pali Coast from becoming just another destination. It asks something of you—time, effort, patience. And in return, it offers something that feels increasingly rare, a sense of stillness, of perspective, of being part of something far older and far more enduring than ourselves.

The Nā Pali Coast is enchanting.

Rainfall here is among the highest in the world, feeding countless waterfalls that appear and disappear depending on the season. The cliffs are draped in shades of green that seem almost unreal, a result of constant moisture and a thriving ecosystem. Native plants cling to the steep slopes, and seabirds circle overhead, their calls echoing against the rock faces. Offshore, spinner dolphins and sea turtles often glide through the waters, as if they, too, are part of the story being told.

And perhaps that is what stays with you most when you think about the Nā Pali Coast. It is not just the scale or the beauty, though both are undeniable. It is the feeling that this place has remained true to itself despite everything. It has seen the arrival of voyagers, the rise and movement of communities, and the steady flow of visitors who come in search of something they cannot quite name.

Standing before it, or even imagining it from afar, you begin to understand that the Nā Pali Coast is not something to be conquered or even fully understood. It is something to be experienced, slowly and with care, like a story that reveals itself only to those willing to listen.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 1, 2016:

Had we not been traveling the highway at such a clip, we’d have been able to take dozens of photos like this of famous Balinese gods, kings, and queens. For more photos, please click here.

Day 16…Transpacific cruise…Port of Oahu…We can load photos, today!..Fantastic day with dear friends Kathy and Don!…

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Kathy and Don’s veranda has stunning views.

Note about photos: There is a sense of relief when, at last, the ship’s WiFi cooperated, and we could upload photos while the ship was docked in Oahu, Hawaii. After days of trying at sea, it felt like reconnecting with a small but meaningful part of our daily routine. Yesterday, after we disembarked the ship, we spent a delightful day with our dear friends Kathy and Don, capturing moments we did not want to forget. Now that everything has finally been downloaded, we look forward to sharing these images over the next several days.

Our dear friends Kathy and Don are on their patio in Hawaii Kai, Koko Isle, Hawaii.

We couldn’t have imagined a more fulfilling day than the one we spent yesterday with our dear friends Kathy and Don. From the moment our Uber pulled up to their lovely oceanfront home in Koko Isle, on an “island within an island” tucked into the peaceful beauty of Hawaii Kai on the island of Oahu, we felt that familiar sense of comfort that only comes from being with people who know you well. We arrived at about 10:30 in the morning and were greeted with warm smiles, heartfelt hugs, and the kind of easy laughter that picks up right where it left off, no matter how much time has passed.

We were so happy to be with our friends once again.              

Their home sits along the water in a way that invites you to slow down. The gentle motion of the ocean, the soft breeze drifting through open spaces, and the elegance of their surroundings made it feel as if time had paused just for us. We settled in quickly, as if we had been there countless times before, which in many ways reflects the depth of our friendship. Though we have only known each other for about thirteen years, it feels like a lifetime, filled with shared experiences and meaningful moments.

Tom’s chicken sandwich.

Our conversations flowed effortlessly throughout the day. We found ourselves reminiscing about Marloth Park, that magical place where our friendship began on Christmas Eve in 2013, and truly deepened over the years, often through trials and tribulations. There is something about Marloth Park that leaves an imprint on the heart, and as we spoke of the wildlife and the camaraderie we shared there, it was as if we were transported back in time. Each story sparked another, and before long, we were weaving together memories from across continents and years of travel.

Kathy’s shrimp scampi.

At some point, we ventured out for lunch, taking a scenic drive that turned out to be just as memorable as the destination itself. The route offered stunning views of the island’s natural beauty. The vibrant greens, the dramatic coastline, and the ever-present ocean created a visual tapestry that felt almost unreal. We paused more than once to take photos, trying to capture even a fraction of what we were seeing, knowing full well that some experiences are better felt than photographed.

My chicken Caesar salad has the best dressing I’ve ever had.

Our destination was Buzz’s Steakhouse, a popular spot that was bustling with energy when we arrived. There was something wonderfully nostalgic about sitting outdoors, surrounded by the hum of happy diners and the gentle presence of the nearby water. It brought us back to earlier times in our lives, reminiscent of lakeside dining in Minnesota, where the view of the water somehow made every meal taste just a little bit better.

The four of us, outside Buzz’s Original Steakhouse in Kailua, Hawaii.

Lunch was delicious, but it was more than just the food. It was the atmosphere, the shared stories, and the simple joy of being together. There is a certain kind of enthusiasm that exists near the water, a lightness that seems to lift everyone’s spirits. We felt it there, just as we have in so many places over the years. It is a feeling that stays with you long after the meal is over.

A tourist parasailing.

After lunch, we returned to their home, continuing our conversations as if there had been no pause at all. The hours slipped by quietly, marked not by any schedule but by the natural rhythm of connection. We spoke of future plans, including our upcoming reunion in Marloth Park this September, where we will once again gather with many of the friends we have made along this incredible journey of life. The thought of being together again, in a place that holds so many cherished memories, filled us with anticipation.

The scenery was breathtaking as always in the Hawaiian Islands.

Before we knew it, the afternoon had turned into early evening. Around 5:30, it was time to make our way back to the ship. Saying goodbye is never easy, but there was comfort in knowing it was not a farewell, only a pause until the next chapter we will share together. As we left, we carried with us the warmth of the day, the laughter, and the quiet understanding that friendships like this are among life’s greatest treasures.

Beautiful!

Those seven hours felt both fleeting and expansive. In that time, we were reminded of how fortunate we are to have people like Kathy and Don in our lives. The day was not filled with grand events or elaborate plans, yet it was deeply satisfying in every way that matters. It was a day of connection, reflection, and gratitude, set against the beautiful backdrop of Hawaii.

As we returned to the ship, we found ourselves already replaying the moments in our minds, holding onto them in that gentle way we have learned through years of travel. These are the days that stay with us, long after the journey moves on.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 29, 2016:

Sunset out to sea on the same ship we are on now. For more photos, please click here.

Day 13…Transpacific Cruise…Out to sea…So far, so good…

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The interior of the casino, where many passengers hand over large sums of cash to the ship.

Cruise day #13 has arrived, and we find ourselves celebrating something that feels significant. We are still healthy. No scratchy throats, no lingering coughs, no unexpected fatigue that makes you wonder what might be coming next. On a ship filled with so many people sharing the same spaces, the same railings, the same air, it feels like a bit of a miracle, or at the very least, the result of a conscious effort.

From the very beginning of this journey, we decided to approach things differently than we have on past cruises. It was not rooted in fear, but rather in awareness. We have sailed enough to understand how easily illness can make its way through a ship,  passing from one person to another. This time, we wanted to be more mindful, more deliberate in the choices we made each day.

The Royal Promenade is a lovely “street” aboard the ship where many activities transpire.

One of the most noticeable changes has been our avoidance of the buffet in the Windjammer Cafe. On past cruises, it often felt like the heart of casual daytime dining, bustling with activity and filled with endless options. This time, however, we have chosen to step away from that environment. The only exception was on the very first day, when we shared a brief meal there with dear friends Lea Ann and Chuck. It felt special to sit together at the start of the voyage, catching up and settling into the days ahead. Since then, we have not returned.

It also helps that we are eating just one meal a day, with a few small bites in the Crown Lounge around 4:30 in anticipation of our first adult beverage. It keeps us from drinking on an empty stomach, helps us avoid extra weight gain, and gives us another reason to stay away from the buffet.

The art gallery where many passengers purchase art to have shipped to their homes.

Tom believes that it is the accumulation of small decisions that has made the difference. The things we touch, or more importantly, the things we choose not to touch. Handrails, serving utensils, elevator buttons. Each interaction carries a certain level of risk, and while it is impossible to avoid everything, being aware of these moments has changed how we move through the ship. It is not about being overly cautious, but about being thoughtful.

Perhaps one of the most impactful steps we have taken has been with our cabin. Early on, we made a simple request to our cabin steward, Pende. We asked that he wear clean gloves each time he enters our cabin. It felt like a small and reasonable measure, one that could help limit the possibility of germs being transferred from one cabin to another. Pende has been gracious and accommodating, always greeting us with a smile and honoring our request without hesitation. That consistency has brought a quiet sense of reassurance each time we return to our cabin.

There is also something we have noticed that feels different from our previous long voyage just months ago. On that 47-night cruise, coughing and sneezing seemed to echo through hallways and dining rooms, a constant reminder of how quickly things can spread in close quarters. This time, those sounds are far less frequent. It creates a subtle but meaningful shift in the atmosphere, one that makes the ship feel just a little lighter, a little more at ease.

The Solera ship, where I purchased my favorite perfume yesterday, using remaining cabin credit.

Of course, we know that there is always an element of chance involved. No amount of precaution can guarantee complete protection. Still, there is comfort in knowing that we have done what we can. Each careful choice, each mindful habit, feels like an investment in our well-being.

As we look ahead to the remaining twelve days of this transpacific journey, we carry both gratitude and intention with us. Gratitude for the good health we continue to enjoy, and intention to remain diligent in the days to come. It is a balance we hope to maintain, allowing us to fully appreciate this experience while still honoring the lessons we have learned along the way.

In just two days, we will disembark the cruise at the port of call in Oahu, Hawaii, with full hearts and hopeful anticipation of seeing our dear friends Kathy and Don. We agreed early on that if we felt unwell, we would cancel. Thankfully, we are still healthy, and that long-awaited visit is within reach.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 26, 2016:

No sooner than we stepped off the shuttle bus in Darwin, we spotted a local zoo staff member promoting the venue to the ship’s passengers while holding a baby crocodile. Its mouth is wrapped in a rubber band, as shown. For more photos, please click here.

Day 10…Transpacific Cruise…Out to sea…Making new friends and seeing old friends while sailing…

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Our dear friends, Kathy and Don, host a tremendous number of guests in their Marloth Park home and always do so with aplomb and ease. We will see them at their home on Oahu, Hawaii, in five days, and then head out to lunch. We will spend time with them again in Marloth Park in the coming months.

We are so fortunate to meet so many wonderful people as we travel the world. There’s something about life at sea that seems to fast-track connection in a way that rarely happens on land. Perhaps it’s the shared sense of adventure, or the gentle rhythm of the ocean that softens barriers and invites conversation. Whatever the reason, friendships here seem to bloom almost effortlessly, nurtured by proximity, time, and a mutual openness to the experience.

Even more so, in the intimate surroundings of a ship, our friendship-building seems to take on an accelerated pace. It doesn’t take weeks or months to feel a sense of familiarity with someone—it can happen over the course of a single evening, a shared laugh, or a meaningful exchange over a cocktail. The ship, in many ways, becomes its own little world, where routines form quickly, and faces become familiar almost overnight.

We’ve found ourselves settling into a comforting ritual each evening at the R Bar, which we visit both before and after dinner in the main dining room. It’s become our social hub, a place where conversations flow as easily as the drinks, and where we reconnect with those we’ve met along the way. For us, socialization holds far more appeal than attending shows or scheduled entertainment. While those offerings are certainly plentiful and well-produced, we find deeper joy in the spontaneity of human connection, the stories, the laughter, and the shared moments that can’t be scripted.

Lately, we’ve been spending quite a bit of time with Cynthia and Charlie. What started as a casual conversation has quickly grown into something more meaningful, and now we find ourselves discussing plans together. There’s even talk of them visiting us in South Africa, which feels both surreal and wonderful. It’s amazing how quickly people can go from strangers to potential houseguests, bound by a shared experience at sea. Once we’re able to post photos again, I look forward to sharing a glimpse of these special moments and the faces behind them.

Peter and Di will visit us in Marloth Park in August! As mentioned in a prior post, Salli visited us in Penguin about a month ago.

Of course, it’s been especially meaningful to spend time with dear friends Lea Ann and Chuck, who happen to be on this cruise as well. We first met them back in April 2017 on another sailing, and somehow, over the years, we’ve managed to stay in close touch despite the miles and the passing of time. Reuniting onboard feels like picking up right where we left off, as if no time has passed at all. There’s something deeply comforting about those kinds of friendships…the ones that endure, no matter where life takes you.

Last night, brought another lovely reunion when we spent time with Pauline and Cameron, whom we’d only just shared lunch in Penguin, Tasmania, a month ago. Knowing they would be on this ship made the anticipation all the more special. It felt easy and familiar to reconnect, as if no time had passed at all, reminding us once again how small and wonderfully connected this traveling world can be.

Our new friends Pauline and Cameron, whom we met in Penguin, are now on the cruise.

When we pause to think about how many friendships we’ve formed through our travels, particularly while cruising, we can’t help but smile with gratitude and appreciation. Many of these connections have extended far beyond the voyage itself, evolving into lasting relationships that enrich our lives in unexpected ways. It’s a reminder that while destinations are wonderful, it’s often the people we meet along the way who leave the most lasting impression.

Thank goodness, and I truly hope I’m not speaking too soon, we’ve managed to stay healthy so far. We haven’t noticed much coughing or sneezing among passengers, which is always a reassuring sign, especially in such close quarters. Still, we remain cautiously optimistic, aware that it’s still early in the journey. We’ve made a conscious effort to maintain heightened sanitation practices, washing hands frequently, and being mindful of what we touch. It may seem excessive to some, but for us, it’s a small price to pay for peace of mind.

This diligence feels especially important as we look ahead to our upcoming stop in Oahu, where we plan to have lunch with dear friends Kathy and Don on the 28th. The thought of seeing them again adds another layer of excitement to the journey, and we’re doing everything we can to ensure we arrive feeling our best.

Our dear friends, Rita and Gerhard, with whom we met up in many parts of the world over the years, whom we most recently saw in Bali. We will be with them in Vancouver, Washington, for four days at the end of this cruise.

Then, of course, at the end of this cruise, we’ll spend four days with our dear friends in Vancouver, Washington, Rita and Gerhard, with whom we have shared many exceptional travel experiences over the years.

In that same spirit, we made a decision early on to avoid the buffet for most of the cruise. Aside from visiting it on the first day after boarding, we’ve chosen to steer clear for the remaining 15 days. While the variety and convenience are tempting, we feel more comfortable opting for alternatives that involve less shared contact. It’s just one of those small adjustments that helps us feel more in control of our well-being.

As the days pass and the ocean stretches endlessly before us, we find ourselves settling more deeply into this unique pace of life at sea, one filled with connection, gratitude, and a special awareness of how fortunate we are to be here, surrounded by both new friends and old.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 23, 2016:

Last night’s sunset from yet another cruise ship on our way to Darwin, Australia. For more photos, please click here.