Tuesday, August 18, 2009 - There is a very stiff breeze blowing on promenade deck. Once again, its boards are being hosed, the windows squeegeed. A tiny contingent of walkers and joggers are starting to stir. My suggestion card from our first crossing must have been read! No Blondie or disco music this time. On the PA is some delightful, soft classical piano music. And once again, I am ensconced in my glass alcove in King’s Court Lotus, cup of Cunard coffee (not bad) at hand. Now, however, I face away from sunrise, and back toward our beloved England, wishing we could have stayed longer. It was a magical time.
Yes. We are back on the Queen Mary 2, heading for home, to arrive in Brooklyn in five-and-a-half days. To my left, Land’s End and the rugged, stark beauty of Cornwall, perhaps to be visited on a future trip. To our right, France, whose lights and coast we thought we may have sighted in the dark last night. In one sense our return will be slightly easier. Sailing west creates a 25 hour day, and now one sets ones timepiece back an hour each night before retiring. More time for lectures, films, shows, reading, blogging, and EATING. Cunards fantastic selection of desserts are especially inviting!
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