Forgot

I always forget something when I travel. Usually it is a toothbrush or socks or something that you can purchase along the way. On a trip to Vegas one time I forgot my wallet. That one I couldn't recover from. So imagine my surprise on this trip to realise that neither one of us forgot anything. It is only day 4 so there is stll a slight chance that we will discover something  yet, but it is looking good.

As a follow-up to the tiny vacation blog, we have gotten used to the small  shower. First I don't look in the mirror. Second is that we have gotten a little bit organised. Third we have the biggest towels in the world. Net, net is that I am enjoying the experience.

This may come as a surprise to some of you but I am basically lazy. Who would think an old, fat guy would be lazy? So I've started this blog so I only have to write this once. I can't imagine writing innumerable postcards, saying the same, "This postcard is from X. Wish you were here." Actually I can imagine it because I've done it.

Our schedule is still out of sink (I know that isn't the correct spelling) with that of of the ship. We wake in the middle of the night, are waiting for the restaurant to open and generally at the right place at the wrong time.