Ordinarily this last day would be a slow news day, but of course it’s anything but as we (as a country) jump blindly off the EU bridge into what - milk and honey or scrap heap? The ‘electorate’ have spoken and now it’s happening, we’ll never know what might have been.
Meanwhile it is a slow news day on the westerly trajectory from Northern NZ to Sydney. Beautiful sunshine, late twenties and rising rapidly, we do some circuits after breakfast before attending a weirdly early cocktail reception at 10:00 on deck eleven. There’s a microphone setup so presumably the will be a speech of some sort? After a couple of mimosas we spot Captain arrive, swerve the mic and then the techs are dismantling it - obviously the speech is off. People are dispersing and we still have no idea what the reception was for or about.
After chatting with a few equally bemused train chronies we give up and go back to walking. As it gets progressively warmer I go in to take photos and Hubby goes to get some rays. I’m building an album of the ship to post on the HAL group so aim to take bits from all areas. I bump into Cheryl and Peter, half of the Halifax four, whom I’d promised to show our room, so we have a quick showing and then it must be lunch, our final one on board.
We enjoy Cæsar, sushi and quiche with our usual Stainless Chardonnay and head back up to deck nine. It then takes a while to get the tour photos uploaded and captioned by which time we’re ready for more walkies and a swim.
It’s the perfect sea day conditions with almost no swell and beautiful sunshine that helps keep the sadness of final day thoughts away. It’s not even our last day on hols, but leaving the ship is never easy.
Canapés and other tidbits on our balcony before we dress for dinner is essential, then we pop down to the theatre to watch a collaboration between HAL and the BBC using Lonely Planet footage and the ship’s musicians. Although we’ve seen this kind of project before with a large orchestra, this version is very well done with the nine players onboard plus a supplementary soundtrack.
Our last dinner is excellent and the Pinnacle is surprisingly full. Inevitably we’re last to leave and we have a lovely time chatting with our various servers we got to know over the course of the cruise.
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