Friday, November 17 – Rhodes

Mix more cobble-stoned streets and rain [again?] and you have a lethal combination.  Add a bit of the flue [D] and stay home.  We really wanted to visit Rhodes, but health and concerns prevailed; we did not want another episode like the one which sent D to the hospital last year.  We have missed too many ports for a variety of reasons, but there are no bad cruises.

After a very light breakfast, D spent most of the day in bed with a fever and dizziness.  He finally visited the doctor on board and got some medication for the dizziness.  MA went to dinner after ordering chicken soup and ginger ale from room service.  The food showed up an hour later with tasteless soup and a glass of ice water which had been the ice for his soda.  No one had the initiative to send fresh ice although the steward who brought it had added a warmer bowl of the horrid soup.

The good news, if there is any, is that MA said he did not snore last night.  There is always a silver lining.


TOMORROW – Souda and Chania

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