Two days until cruise ends in Sydney…Wrapping up the good times…

While visiting New Caledonia, we stopped in a fabulous French patisserie taking photos of their fine offerings.

After many nights of staying up rather late dancing and carrying on, last night we wrapped it up before 9:00 pm and headed to our cabin. By 9:45, I was sound asleep, not awakening until my usual 3:00 pm, wide-eyed and bushy-tailed.

Luckily, I was able to fall back to sleep after reading the news on Tom’s phone, which I keep tucked under the pillow for exactly such circumstances.  “They,” say checking digital equipment during the night impedes the ability to return to sleep, but I, like many others, find it does just the opposite. It lulls us back to sleep.

There was nothing, in this case, I wouldn’t have loved in my old life. But, now, they’re only for viewing and drooling.

I’ve been without my own phone for the past few months when mine died, after which we purchased a new phone yet to arrive in the package of supplies we’d sent from our mailing service in Nevada to Tasmania on February 11th.

Of course, we’re tracking the package, but it sits in limbo, not seeming to move along since it cleared customs a month ago. So today, I contacted our mailing service to see if they could somehow track it further.

The visual is breathtaking.

Once the package arrives in Tasmania, Anne, the owner of the last property in Huon Valley, will ship it to us in Sydney/Manly after we’d left her plenty of cash and the address to forward the package. It’s a shame we had to incur additional costs plus the inconvenience for Anne, but there wasn’t another option.

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, the ship is out to sea on the final leg of the cruise heading back to Sydney. Every venue is hopping with activity with plenty of passengers milling about, ordering coffees, teas, and cocktails, while loud chatter permeates the air. But, as always, we’re firmly implanted in our usual spot in Cafe Al Bacio, as we have every morning over these past many days.

Oh, my!  Check out these caramel pies!

Several passengers we’ve met have referred to our familiar spot at one of three tables and chairs for two along the railing as our “office” as we sit here every morning busily preparing the days’ post.

Often, during this period, people stop by to chat. We never mind being interrupted and welcome passersby to grab a chair and join us. Unfortunately, as a result, on a few occasions, we’ve been late in uploading the post by an hour or two.

By the time we approached these cream puffs, I was drooling.

The atmosphere in the cafe is comparable to that which one may find in any fine coffee establishment with the constant hum of conversation, considerable comings, and goings, along with the luscious smells of coffees and sweets wafting through the air.

The bakery case is filled with delectable sugary confections, none of which either of us partakes, me for obvious reasons, and Tom; well, he’s picky when it comes to his choice of sweet treats. 

Even these less decorative sandwich cookies looked excellent.

Nothing in that bakery case ever appeals to him, and yet, there’s no charge for any of the items, all of which are included in the fare. Good thing I can’t eat them. In my old days, I’d have had a heck of a time resisting a few of those each day.

As for today’s activities, we’ll continue to socialize once we’ve uploaded today’s post. At 4:00 pm, by coincidence, we’re invited to the “other” of the two Penthouse Suites by a charming British couple we met in the Elite Club at happy hour a few evenings ago. 

There were numerous savory items in the case, but I easily walked by these without a notable response.

The lovely British couple is hosting “high tea” in their suite at 4:00 pm today, graciously inviting us to attend. We have no doubt this will prove to be one more delightful experience aboard the Celebrity Solstice with more gracious, lovely people we’ve been fortunate to meet along the way.

Tonight’s dress-up night, and again we’ll do our best to dress as well as we can with the clothing we have on hand. Tom will wear his usual white dress shirt and pants while I’ll wear my fast deteriorating black skirt, now becoming somewhat misshapen after too many washings. 

Oh well, the days of dressing “to the nines” are long past, and we make do with what we have on hand. But, then, isn’t that the same for all of us, “making do with what we have?” That’s life. Be happy.

Photo from one year ago today, March 10, 2016:

We often stopped at this favorite spot for photos of Mount Taranaki while living in New Plymouth, New Zealand, one year ago.  For more photos, please click here.