At Sea, Pitching and Rolling

Well we did almost nothing today. In fact I’d have nothing to write if it wasn’t for explaining how we came to do nothing. Which is simple, because it was rough.

It started getting rough last night around dinner time, which was a bit surprising because we were still in the Tuamotu archipelago and I thought that would give us some protection. But by today it was rough enough to make most things impractical. We’ve been heading north all day, to the Marquesas, and there ahs just been a constant wind and swell. Not a storm or anything like that, and the swell isn’t particularly obvious if you look out. But it’s enough that it is hard to get around the ship, particularly on stairs. And in corridors everyone lurches and moves with unexpected pauses. Lynn could have spent the day reading in the Yacht Club, which is the lounge on Level 8 at the bow, but the pitching was just too much for me. So we’ve read and slept all day.

Late morning we went up to the quiz – but it turned out that we’d forgotten to put our clocks forward a half hour so we’d missed the whole thing, which was very frustrating. We did manage to go to all meals, of course, and still enjoyed them.

And now we’re staying in watching a movie.

Breakast on the aft deck, before the seas picked up.