3/5 Sardinia Sandwich

Thursday 3^rd May Sardinia sandwich

We woke and enjoyed a very pleasant cabin brekky then went up just in time to watch the boat slip through the strait between Corsica and Sardinya. We hadn’t realised just how large they are or how close together. The boat had to curve between overlapping headlands and offshore islands to get through and the Reception office told us that in rougher weather they don’t even try to get through but make a long detour around. It was tight in terms of a 200 metre boat.

Corsica

Corsica

Sardinia - above & below

This took some time, which we spent up on the smallish pool deck, before going down for lunch in the cabin (ooops forgot to mention the croissants with ham and cheese). Now we are up in the lounge waiting for someone to come and ask us trivia questions (this isn’t going to happen but it feels as though it should). We have decided NOT to spend the next cruise chasing around after trivia quizzes because it takes too much time and we really really really don’t have any space to cram in any more inane prizes. All but two days are in port and we have a balcony again so we should be able to fill up our time.

We had good intentions (sigh) of walking the decks and climbing stairs (this boat even has a good gym and wellness/pampering centre) but we found ourselves lazing in the lounge listening to medleys of Michael Jackson and other 70/80s music. As always happens when the internet is off, this gave rise to gzillions of pressing questions – is Robin Gibb dead yet? Who was the English comic who did such a delicious sendoff of the BeeGees, which reduced them to tears of delight? Who sang Oh what a night? Love Grows? Bye bye baby? And what about That’s the way (uhuh uhuh)?   Sorry to do this to you because I know this is going to torture you until you know . . . but relief is at hand, as the saying goes, just read on.

We have been ejected from our mini-cabin to facilitate cleaning and are now sitting in the reclining chairs section waiting for disembarkation in just under an hour. Most of the others and their luggage are 3 floors higher up but the staff took pity on the sweet old man with the huuuge suitcases and we have been allowed to stay down here near the escalators.

We were almost first off the ship, took a free shuttle out of the port to bar Barbagio, where we borrowed a phone to call the hostel to fetch us (in a Fiat 500 LMAO). It’s a lovely B&B with really nice furniture and a great bathroom (except the toilet doesn’t flush). The only other guest in tonight is an Aussie from Sydney who speaks some Italian and lots of Polish, which suits the hostess. We sat and chatted while snacking on olives, soft cheese and Limoncello. Sorry, the answers to all the above will have to be in tomorrow’s blog.

Ooooh by the way, we have signed up for online Lotto so now we are just killing time until we collect the $70m on Tuesday.