Rain rain rain rain rain rain rain...it seems that the whole world is raining. It rained all over Europe, it was raining in Vancouver when we got home, it rained in Port and Courtenay and now its has done nothing but rain since we left Vancouver. As I mentioned we didn’t get off the boat at all yesterday in Ketchikan but we can’t do that two days in a row. And once again this stupid boat has parked in the farthest possible berth from town. Thats okay for me but its hard on Bill. Thats a long long walk for him, especially when we are returning. We pinky packed this morning that we absolutely will not be taking Princess again. We are booked on the Coral Princess for the trip home. Once last time.
We knew this when we booked this trip. But this is the only cruise line that does the land part of this trip as well. We get a train from Anchorage and go into the Denali Park. We spend one or two nights at the Princess lodge there. It looks magnificent. But...its Holland from now on.
It is now 11 a.m. The tv is on and we are watching Extreme Cow Feeding...oh God! TLC do you have no boundaries? At all?? So I think I am going to don my new rain gear and walk to town. Bill wants to go to that saloon..the Red Dog I think, and I know why. The serving wench kissed him the last time and I think he secretly wants to see if she is still there. So off we go. I shall report back later!
What a fun day!! We got all coated and umbrellaed up and headed out to walk to town. We stopped halfway for some coffee and I had to take my coat off and stuff it into my backpack. Its just too warm to wear a coat, rain or no rain but my bare arms and lack of rain gear garnered a few sneers. Oh well! We had a lot of fun, bought nothing and had a fabulous lunch in the Red Dog Saloon...the go to place in town. It was packed and the piano player was as lively as ever. We sat at the bar. I ordered reindeer sausage hoagie and Bill had fish. He actually took a bite of my reindeer!!! If you know Bill he has never ever eaten anything bambyish ever...not one bite!
We sat beside a couple of thirty something fellows and I noticed that the one beside Bill kept glancing over at me and at times outright stared. I thought maybe I reminded him of somebody or something. Later in the meal we got talking to them and found out a bit about them. They were on our ship and they were from Minnesota of all places. Anyway when we left Bill detoured into the can so I was outside waiting when the one that had been staring came over and apologized for staring at me and then he said, “It’s just that I LOVE your hair...I just can’t quit looking at it...it is so beautiful and interesting and gush gush gush!” It made me laugh. I think I have mentioned here in this blog that filipinos and gay guys love my hair, more than anybody. I don’t know what it is about the hair but at least they love it!
We came back to the boat, past a fish boat unloading its load to a buyer. What an interesting process that was to watch. We have had a stupidly delicious enormous Italian dinner (its Italian night tonight complete with lemon cello) and now in our rooms regretting the last fifty bites. Speaking of fifty, I just walked about 80% of our hallway back to our room and I counted 65 lights in the ceiling. So many lightbulbs to change. TTYL
SORRY BOUT THE SMALL PRINT...I CAN'T SEEM TO GET IT UNDER CONTROL
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