Blog Post #84
Celebrity Eclipse Repositioning Cruise
(Still at sea, approaching the
Funchal, Madeira, Portugal)
Room with a view, NOT !
on this rainy day at sea
Oh no, I'm already posting photos of food.
At least it was a tasty treat
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We will have had 5, yes 5, time changes during our cruise.
This messes with our sleep patterns but what the heck else is there to do anyway,
but change the clock on your phone?
Well, there is a lot to do:
READ: I just read David Archuleta's memoir "DEVOUT"
WALK: There is a wonderful walking track on board
EAT: All day / night buffet; main dining room; several specialty restaurants
EAT: Main dining room for breakfast, lunch or dinner
EAT: Several specialty restaurants
EAT: Snak bars
EAT: Ice cream / cookie station
THEATER: Amazing shows every night in the Eclipse Theater
SHOPPING: Not for us
CASINO: Again, not for us
OUTDOOR MOVIES: When the weather obliges
SUN DECK: Remember the sun screen!
GYM: Open 24 / 7 thankfully, along with yoga, pilates & stretch classes
SPA: Massage, hair salon, manicure station, teeth whitening, etc.
AND SO MUCH MORE...glass blowing, library, lectures, meeting other travelers, etc.
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Another amazing performance
by the same group who did TOPPER
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travel poem:
Tide
Tides roll in as I approach dream sleep
The night sea is writing a poem
With a splash, a grind, churn and a growl
Its stanzas continue through the night
Rocks are talking as they tumble together
A family affair they hug and caress
their smooth edges approaching polish
A stanza is written
Tides splash the shore with crystal spray
Droplets fly then sit in new found homes
Watering plants and washing my feet
A stanza is written
Undercurrents dig up logs of old
Now the logs roll back and forth
And forth and back on the shore
A stanza is written
Sand dabs rush beneath the sand
Quickly before the sand pipers find lunch
Sand dab tracks and sand piper tracks become one
A stanza is written
Sea shells of orange and grey rest on the shoal
Glisten and attract the passersby
Churning and churning the sea melts the shells
A stanza is written
By morning light a poem emerges
Five stanzas long and as wide as the sea
Written with ease like breaths of a babe
A poem is written
ramosser
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