Day 5, Transpacific cruise…We are out to sea!…What are we doing about photos?…

An MG on display in the Promenade Cafe on Deck 5.

Update on posting photos…

Since we are out here, surrounded by nothing but endless ocean for most of these 25 nights, I’ve had to make peace with a small but surprisingly frustrating reality. I cannot upload new photos to WordPress. At first, I resisted that truth, trying again and again, convinced that maybe this time the connection would cooperate. But eventually, after enough spinning wheels and failed uploads, I let go of the expectation and shifted my thinking.

Instead, I’ve decided to reach back just a few months, to the last time we were on this very same ship, about four and a half months ago. It feels almost poetic, in a way, to revisit those moments as we create new ones in the same setting. We took so many photos back then, far more than we ever shared, and now they feel like little hidden treasures waiting for their turn. As I scroll through them, I’m reminded of how quickly time folds in on itself. What feels recent is already part of the past, yet still vivid and full of life.

Of course, this is only a temporary solution. There is a sense of anticipation for those upcoming ports of call, where stronger WiFi signals promise a return to the present moment. When we finally dock, I imagine sitting somewhere with a decent connection, perhaps even using our T-Mobile plan if necessary, and finally being able to upload fresh photos that match the stories as they unfold. Until then, this patchwork approach will have to do.

Complimentary treats in the Promenade Cafe. We do not partake.

Yesterday, in a moment of lingering hope, I spoke with the onboard tech guy. I approached the conversation thinking maybe there was some trick, some hidden setting, or workaround that I hadn’t discovered yet. But as it turns out, his role is far more limited than I had imagined. He helps with basic connection issues, getting people online, resetting devices, that sort of thing. Bandwidth limitations are an entirely different story, and anything related to WordPress or uploading content falls well outside his scope. It was one of those conversations that starts with optimism and ends with a polite but definitive dead end.

It’s funny how something like this can become such a focal point of the day. Out here, where life is both simple and abundant, filled with conversations, meals, and the gentle sway of the ship, it’s this small inability to share photos that lingers in the background. It reminds me how much of our routine has become intertwined with staying connected, not just for ourselves, but for all of you who follow along.

One of our readers kindly mentioned that a friend on this same ship was able to post photos on Facebook. I appreciated the suggestion, truly. It’s comforting to know that others are finding ways to share their experiences in real time. But for us, Facebook has never been our storytelling platform. It’s more of a private corner where we keep in touch with family and a few close friends, a place for connection rather than narration.

Surprisingly, this time security didn’t confiscate our huge kitchen knife, but they did hold on to all of our power strips. Go figure, which we’ll collect on the last day of this cruise.

So, we return to what works for us. We write, we reflect, and for now, we pair these words with photos from a recent past that still feels very much alive. Something is grounding in accepting the limitations of where we are while still finding a way forward. The ocean stretches endlessly in every direction, and in its own way, it reminds me that not everything has to happen instantly. Some things can wait until the next port, the next signal, the next opportunity.

And when that moment comes, when the connection is finally strong enough, and the uploads go through without a struggle, I suspect it will feel like a small but meaningful victory. Until then, we carry on, making memories, sharing what we can, and trusting that the rest will fall into place when the time is right.

So, in the interim, we are thoroughly enjoying every single moment of this cruise, embracing it for what it is rather than what it isn’t. It’s funny how quickly a small frustration, like unreliable WiFi, fades into the background when the bigger picture comes into focus. The gentle sway of the ship, the endless horizon, and the easy pace of conversation and connection with others on board all seem to take precedence.

An elephant towel origami.

Our top priority right now is simple and unwavering: stay healthy. Nothing matters more to us on this journey. We’ve both been on enough trips to know how quickly things can change if one of us comes down with a cold or something more persistent. So we remain mindful, observant of those around us, and grateful each day that we continue to feel well. So far, so good, and we don’t take that for granted for a single moment.

There’s a certain awareness that settles in when you’re in close quarters with so many people for an extended period. Every shared space, every conversation, every meal carries with it a subtle balance between enjoyment and caution. But instead of letting that create worry, it simply makes us more appreciative. Appreciative of feeling good, of having the energy to engage, to laugh, to linger a little longer in those lively evening conversations that seem to stretch effortlessly into the night.

In many ways, this time at sea feels like a pause from the outside world, a chance to be fully present without the usual distractions. Even the limitations, like not being able to post photos in real time, have gently nudged us toward a deeper experience. We are here, fully immersed, collecting moments rather than rushing to share them.

And so, we carry on, grateful, cautious, and completely engaged in this unique chapter of the journey, trusting that as long as we continue to feel well, everything else will fall into place just as it should.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 18, 2016:

Luna Park in Sydney, Australia, during the daylight. For more photos, please click here.

Day 2, Transpacific cruise…We are out to sea!…

After boarding, we had one of those unexpected moments that make this lifestyle feel even more meaningful. We made our way toward the Windjammer Cafe for a quick bite, planning to take lots of sanitation precautions, not expecting anything more than a casual lunch to settle into the day. But as we stepped toward the buffet, we spotted our dear friends, Lea Ann and Chuck, smiling and waving as if no time had passed at all. They knew we’d all be in this cruise a year ago, but never let us know when they wanted to surprise us.

We first met them on a cruise back in 2017, one of those chance encounters that somehow turned into something lasting. The last time we saw them was in 2023 when we were staying in The Villages, Florida. They had come to visit us just before we set off on yet another cruise. And now, here we were again, reunited on a ship in the middle of a new adventure. It felt easy, familiar, and joyful all at once. We sat together, talking and laughing as though we had seen each other just weeks ago instead of years.

I had every intention of posting a photo of the four of us, capturing that moment of reconnection. But much to our disappointment, uploading photos has proven impossible so far. At least for the next 24 nights of this Royal Caribbean Voyager of the Seas, Transpacific cruise, it appears we are at the mercy of limited bandwidth. With a fully booked ship and thousands of passengers trying to stay connected, the system simply cannot keep up. I tried everything I could think of, different times of day, smaller file sizes, even a bit of patience mixed with persistence. Nothing worked.

So instead, I will save every photo into a folder. Knowing that the photos will be saved, waiting to be uploaded gives me peace of mind. When we finally have a stronger signal, either in port or once we are off the ship, I will put together a proper photo page to share all of these moments. For now, the memories will have to live in words.

As for yesterday’s embarkation day, it could not have been easier. From the moment we arrived at the cruise terminal in Brisbane to the moment we stepped onboard, no more than thirty minutes had passed. Everything had been completed online in advance, so it was simply a matter of verification. Passports checked, documents confirmed, and we moved steadily through each queue without delay. It felt organized, efficient, and surprisingly calm.

Our bags, however, took their time finding us. They did not arrive in our cabin until later in the evening, around five. By then, we had already gone out and enjoyed a delightful dinner in the main dining room. When we returned, neither of us had the energy to start unpacking. Thankfully, I had thought ahead and packed a few essentials into the duffel bag, enough to get us through the night and into the next morning without having to dig through everything.

We woke early today, both of us still a little tired. Tom started unpacking first, methodically getting things in place, and I followed once he was finished. There is something about settling into a cabin that makes it feel more like home, even if only temporarily.

Now, as I sit here at the Promenade Cafe with a few cups of coffee behind me, I find myself reflecting on how quickly it all began. It is 11:30 am now, and already it feels like we have lived through a full day. I tried once again to upload a few sailaway photos, hoping maybe the connection had improved. Still no luck.

It is disappointing, yes, but also a reminder of life at sea. Even now, in a world where we expect instant connection, there are still moments when we have to wait. We have to let go of immediacy and simply be present.

Neither of us slept particularly well last night, despite losing only an hour with the time change. The last time I remember checking the clock, it was 12:30 in the morning, just before everything shifted forward. A nap is sounding more and more appealing as the day goes on. After a light lunch in the dining room, we may just give in to that idea.

And somehow, that feels just right.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 15, 2016:

No post was published on this date due to a travel day, and I doubt I would have been able to upload a photo anyway.

We are at our gate at Hobart Airport…Heading to hotel in Brisbane…Boarding cruise tomorrow…

So far, we’ve enjoyed this airline.

Yesterday’s drive from Penguin to our hotel at Hobart Airport was relatively uneventful, which is often exactly what we hope for on a travel day. The roads were easy to follow, the scenery familiar yet still beautiful, and there was a pleasant sense of moving forward without complication. After weeks in Penguin, there was a subtle shift in leaving, a feeling that comes each time we close one chapter to begin another.

We did lose the WiFi signal for about ninety minutes as we made our way through a more remote stretch. It is interesting how quickly that absence is noticed, even when you expect it. Still, we managed to find our way easily. The route had been reviewed ahead of time, and the signage was clear enough that we never felt uncertain. In a way, those disconnected stretches remind us that we are capable of navigating without constant updates and alerts.

It wasn’t until we were near the airport that we finally regained a signal. By then, it felt almost unnecessary, as we had already reached our destination. There is always a sense of relief when the connection returns, even if it serves no immediate purpose.

The hotel’s location near the airport was certainly convenient, especially for our departure. However, convenience sometimes comes with trade-offs. We learned that the hotel charged AUD $15, about US $10.54, for the shuttle this morning. It is one of those small details that catches you off guard, not unreasonable, but still something you would prefer to know in advance.

As the evening unfolded, we realized this would not be one of our more comfortable stays. The WiFi never worked in our room or even in the lobby, which left us surprisingly limited in how we could spend the evening. After dinner, we had nothing to watch, nothing to stream, and no easy way to pass the time other than playing games on our phones. Even the television was of little use, with shows refusing to load due to the poor connection.

In hindsight, I wish I had downloaded a movie or two before we left Penguin. It is such a simple step, yet one that makes a big difference on nights like this. Travel has a way of teaching these small lessons, often at the exact moment you wish you had thought ahead.

The discomfort continued with the air conditioner/heater, which was not working properly. The room felt cold, and the thin covers did little to keep us warm. With the outdoor temperature in the mid forties Fahrenheit, about 4.44 degrees Celsius, it made for a long night. There is something about being cold that makes everything else feel just a bit more difficult.

I went down to reception to ask about the WiFi, hoping there might be a simple solution. Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do. To their credit, they offered us a fifty percent discount on our dinner and drinks, which we appreciated. It did not fix the issues, but it was a kind gesture.

For dinner, I ordered the salmon, a modest portion of about four ounces, while Tom chose the seven-ounce steak. The meal itself was mediocre, not something we would remember beyond this moment. After the discount, our bill came to US $46.73, or AUD $66.41. Paying full price would have been frustrating, so in that sense, the discount softened the experience.

This morning brought another small surprise. The shuttle took us to the airport, but due to ongoing construction and the airport’s design, we were dropped off farther away than preferred. We remember this issue from our time at this airport in February.

Undeterred, we each grabbed a trolley and made our way toward the Virgin Australia check-in counters. I pushed one, while Tom handled the heavier one, and together we navigated the path without much trouble. These are the moments that rarely stand out, yet they are part of the fabric of travel.

We had carefully weighed our bags ahead of time and paid US $163.92, or AUD $232.78, a few days ago, as excess baggage fees. It is one of those details that requires attention, as even a small oversight can lead to additional costs if one waits to pay at the airport. It always appears to cost less for extra bags when paid online in advance of travel day.

The nuances of travel are always present. We have come to accept them as a routine part of this unusual life we have chosen. Not every experience is seamless. Some are simply inconvenient, like a cold room or unreliable WiFi. Others can, at times, be far more significant.

We share these moments openly with you, our readers, not as complaints but as a way to present an honest picture. It would be easy to highlight only the beautiful views and memorable experiences, creating the impression that everything unfolds perfectly. But life, whether at home or on the road, does not work that way.

There are always ups and downs, small irritations and, occasionally, more meaningful challenges. They are part of the journey, just as much as the highlights. In many ways, they keep us grounded, reminding us that this lifestyle, while rewarding, is still real life.

As we move forward, we are looking ahead to a better hotel experience in Brisbane tonight and, most exciting of all, smooth sailing as we prepare to board Royal Caribbean Voyager of the Seas for tomorrow’s 25-night cruise.  Oops, we just noticed on the departures overhead screen that our flight is being delayed by 20-minutes. At least it wasn’t canceled. No complaints here. As long as we have our health and each other, life is good.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 13, 2016

This cria, whose birth we were able to attend when we first arrived on the farm in New Zealand, was born only 30 minutes earlier. For more photos, please click here.

Ten years ago…Have we changed much in ten years?…

The main thoroughfare, Eliot St., in downtown New Plymouth heads out to the ocean.

The following is a slightly revised (I corrected numerous errors) copy of a post from ten years ago, found here.

“When we arrived in New Plymouth 15 days ago, we expected WiFi to be available. This wasn’t the case, and we had no choice but to head to a local phone store, buy a device, and load up on expensive data.

To date, we’ve spent NZ 593 and US $388 on Internet access fees, an expense we hadn’t anticipated. Don’t get me wrong… the owners are very kind and caring people, and we’ve greatly appreciated their efforts and attention to detail.

They had no idea it would take so long to get service, assuming only a day or two. They’d tried to arrange it over the holidays but couldn’t pin down a date. We have no doubt they tried. But, as in many parts of the world, not everything happens according to a schedule one would prefer.

Ornate house on a corner.

Actually, we feel bad about how much pressure we’ve placed on them as the WiFi bill continues to rack up expenses day after day. Yesterday, I paid the bill after Spark set up an account for us to be paid monthly, without requiring a 12-month contract.

Yesterday, Trish stopped by with an extra fan (without our asking) since we’ve been hauling the one fan we had up and down the stairs every day. Although the air is relatively cool here in summer, the metal roof makes the house very hot on sunny days.

St. Andrews Presbyterian Church in downtown New Plymouth is another historic building.

We’ve decided to keep the doors open, welcoming the cool breezes most days, and deal with the flies. They aren’t biting flies and seem fairly easy to swat with the flyswatter we purchased. They are considerably less prevalent on cooler, windy days. By dinner time, we close the doors, kill the flies, and have dinner, preferring that no flies buzz over our food. This plan seems to be working.

After handing me the fan, Trish explained she’d heard from Vodafone, who are to arrive today. We had an appointment with June for today and had planned to grocery shop after we were done. We immediately contacted June, apologizing and kindly asking that we change the date. She was happy to make a change.

Contemporary houses overlooking the ocean.

In the process, we decided to postpone the grocery shopping until Thursday, after Tom’s 10:15 dentist appointment. We have enough food on hand for Wednesday’s meals. Goodness, we haven’t had “appointments” to speak of other than our medical exams while in Australia.

We’ve loved having a simple life, avoiding planning and instead waiting until we “feel like” doing something. Now, we have three dinner reservations looming: for Valentine’s Day, my birthday, and our anniversary; Tom’s dental appointments; and the meeting with June.

Has our free-spirited lifestyle taken a break while we’re here in convenient New Zealand with everything we could need or want at our fingertips? There’s even a movie theatre here showing current US movies at NZ 10, US $6.55 for seniors. Perhaps, we’ll give it a try on a rainy day.

Modern-style houses and apartments.

The last time Tom and I attended a movie together was in the theatres on cruise ships or watching on the huge screen out by the beach, but attending an actual movie theatre?

The last time I attended a movie, Interstellar, was with my son Greg in December 2014 in Hawaii, when the family visited us on the Big Island. Both my sons and I always enjoyed attending movies together, especially back in my days of eating popcorn, long since passed.

Seldom do we have access to an English-speaking movie theatre. Seldom do we make appointments, locking ourselves into specific dates and times for events, except on travel days.

As much as parts of our lives may require extensive planning and preparation for the next leg of the journey, the next year, and, oftentimes, two years out, our daily lives are simple and uncomplicated. Somehow, it all works.

When all is said and done, we’re blissfully happy. Having accomplished that single feat in life is more than either of us ever expected during these “golden years” of our lives.

On Valentine’s night, we have a dinner reservation at Table Restaurant, as shown on the right of this photo.

Isn’t that our ultimate desire… happiness, seemingly elusive, yet once a decision is made to become happy? We often find the opportunities to do so right at our fingertips. We’re truly blessed and grateful to have found it, and we’ll continue to hang on tight for as long as we can.

May your day bring you happiness.”

After reading this ten-year-old post, I don’t see that we’ve changed that much. We may have become more tolerant, resilient, and perhaps even more resourceful after a plethora of unexpected experiences. We are still the same individuals and the same couple who thrive on life on the road and being together. Who knows what the future holds, or whether we’ll still be traveling in years to come? We live one day at a time, grateful for every opportunity, for every moment, of precious life on the move in this vast world.

Be well.

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

Colorful apartment building in New Plymouth, New Zealand. For more photos, please click here.

Had a good idea…It didn’t work…

Donkeys are frequently used in Morocco to transport products for vendors and shoppers in the souk and luggage for tourists.

Well, my good idea was dashed this morning when I tried everything possible to get it to work. Often, when doing the post, I like to listen to an online documentary or video podcast but prefer it to be displayed on the TV monitor instead of my phone. With my old laptop still here with an HDMI outlet, it sounded like a good idea to start using the old laptop with a broken monitor for streaming shows.

This way, I could still use my newer laptop to prepare the post while watching and listening to a streaming documentary on the TV. Sure, I could use my phone, but I often use it for other purposes while posting, such as setting the timer for walking sessions, conducting research and recipes, and responding to texts, emails, and comments.

My phone is practically glued to my hip. With a short attention span, I often refer to my phone while doing almost anything else, which keeps me entertained. Once done with the post, I set up my laptop on a chair close to the TV and HDMI cord, allowing us to stream throughout the day and evening.

No, we don’t stream all the time, but streaming is an excellent way to keep up with world news from various online news sources and to educate us on different topics. Tom doesn’t care to stream movies or series during the day and I’m okay with that. But, when I occasionally stream a documentary, he may pay attention along with me if it’s a topic he’s interested in.

I often walk indoors (as in the corridors on this floor). If a news show or documentary is on in the background, it helps me keep my mind occupied since I do not appreciate quiet contemplation, which is suitable for many but not necessarily for me. I don’t meditate or sit in silent repose while thinking of nothing. Although, while doing my daily yoga exercises, I do so quietly, paying attention to what I am doing.

While walking in the corridors, I listen to educational podcasts, making the time pass quickly. Walking alone is very dull as far as I’m concerned. Of course, conversation makes up for this if I’m walking with another person, which is a rarity. Tom doesn’t care to go for walks, especially since, at times, I’m slow.

Well, anyway, back to the laptop. However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the old laptop online, although I tried several steps and reset the network to no avail. As it turns out, the network card must have been damaged when the monitor broke while we were in rough seas in the Galapagos Islands, the only time we ever suffered from seasickness.

As it turns out, we’ll take the old laptop with us to Arizona and drop it off at a recycling facility. We won’t have the rental car long enough to do this while still here. There doesn’t appear to be an electronics recycling facility nearby, and it’s not worth heading out in traffic to dispose of it. We can do this leisurely while in Apache Junction.

Today is another quiet day. We have fabulous leftovers from last night’s dinner, for which I made a salad. It feels good that all I have left to do today is more walking, the exercises, folding, and putting away one load of laundry. Easy peasy.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, March 20, 2014:

This kindly vendor allowed me to take a photo of his beautiful display. Most Muslim people do not allow photographs of themselves, which we respect when taking photos. As a result, he covered his face as I took this shot. For more photos, please click here.

We made it to Scotland!…A few issues but we’re good!!!…

Please keep in mind this was us after no sleep since Thursday night. We were feeling a bit raggedy, but overall, OK. I couldn’t open my eyes wide enough for the photo, as shown.

Today’s photos were taken Yesterday at The Bay Hotel in Burntisland, Scotland, where we are staying until Tuesday morning.

It’s summer here, and the flowers bloom in the cool weather.

We didn’t care when booking the Bay Hotel in the suburb of Burntisland about how far it was from the airport. Instead, we focused on availability and pricing, which were tricky, with several festivals occurring while we were here. We didn’t want to spend $400 a night for a hotel, so as we often do, we booked a package for air and hotel through Expedia, which saved us about $1200.

The view of the ocean from the hotel veranda.

Yes, it was far from the airport, but the drive was pleasant, with lovely scenery along the way and our friendly Uber driver. The flight from Orlando was a little over seven hours, and compared to our often 17-hour flight from Joburg to the US, it was a breeze. Tom slept for about an hour. I dozed for 20 minutes.

Lovely view of the sea at low tide.

We surprised ourselves and felt fine, rolling into the local time once we arrived and having dinner around 6 pm. We managed to stay awake until 10:30 last night, and both slept until around 7:00 am. We feel fine today, getting up in time for our 8:30 breakfast reservation.

Cruise ships at a distance. That’s where we’ll go to board the ship on Tuesday.

It was fun seeing the setup for last night’s wedding, inspiring us to take photos which we have included today. The Master of Ceremonies encouraged us to take photos of the setup. He was so proud of their handiwork, and we enjoyed it with him when he showed us everything before the guests arrived.

This is the “LOVE” sign we stood before for the main photo.

Last night in bed, we could hear the vibration from the music from the wedding, but we didn’t mind a bit. We were pretty tired, and it didn’t matter. The main problem we are experiencing now is the fact that Tom packed all the converters and adapters in the extra suitcase we shipped to Minnesota. They were needed here. Now we can’t charge our laptops.

Wedding cake…very pretty!

My battery will run out by tomorrow. Although I am writing the post on my phone now, it’s nearly impossible to load photos for the post using my phone. So we will have another post tomorrow but won’t write again until after we get settled on the ship on Tuesday afternoon. So you will see a late post that day.

The tables were set up so beautifully for the wedding at the hotel.

Also the WiFi is also very tricky here. We are only allowed two devices at a time, and it takes 10 to 15 minutes to get back online each time. That’s frustrating. We won’t be streaming at night here because we lack the ability to plug in our laptop. Tom can recharge his laptop with the low voltage plugs we have. But mine won’t work that way. Once my battery runs out, that’s it. I can’t use Tom’s laptop to do the posts since his keyboard is much smaller than mine, and I can’t type on it.

What a lovely setting for a wedding!

My head has been a lot better since we left Florida. It’s not 100%, but it’s 75%, and I am hopeful it was due to allergy inflammation in both South Africa and Florida, where pollen count was through the roof, especially ragweed, which is my worst allergy. I am very hopeful.

The food in the hotel’s gorgeous restaurant is fantastic here. Most likely, we will have all of our meals here. Breakfast is included, and we only have two dinners left.

Gorgeous wedding flowers.

Today is High Tea at 3:30, and dinner won’t be served until 7:30, so we will wait until then to eat, which is fine. We don’t do High Tea since we don’t eat all those sweet treats. And if we could, we’d be too full for dinner later. I don’t know how people do both.

That’s it for today, folks. Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, July 30. 2013:

In the pouring rain, we drove around the walled city of Lucca in Tuscany, Italy, looking for a parking spot. For more photos, please click here.