Leaving port yesterday we were able to witness a tug pulling the cruise ship, although I don’t think we had a tug any of the other times we left port. I suspect it was because we were so tight in at the port.
I also learned something that I didn’t know: The captain of a cruiseship, apparently, does not take the ship in or out of port. A boat from the port authority comes out and meets the ship and then a captain comes aboard who specializes in “parking” cruiseships. Huh. Who would have thought. We saw a small boat come up the other night and someone came aboard. I didn’t think they were Somali pirates, but I guess I was curious who was jumping aboard before we got to port. Now I guess I know. Here is a video of…we’ll call him a valet…the guy leaving our ship after he got us out of port last night.
Last night was a bit choppier at sea. We were late leaving port, but I think we left by 5:30pm or so and were at sea until sometime this morning. For the most part, it is so smooth you hardly know the difference, but last night we could feel a bit more movement. It was actually funny, because the first time I felt it, it felt like the disorientation I’d been feeling with my medicines since surgery (that just went away before the cruise) so I had to ask my wife if it was in my head or if the boat was moving.
|Lunch in Granada (the arab quarter)
I had a restful night, but still had great difficulty getting up this morning. My wife, I suspect, was quite irritated that we were leaving the ship later than intended, but she didn’t say a word. Katie and Andrew joined with Carrie and I and we took a taxi from the port at Motril to Granada. We really made the right choice in going on our own. Katie and Carrie had both been there before and both feel that it is in their top 3 cities worldwide. We only had a few hours so without the hustle and bustle of a tour group, we were able to relax and enjoy a long lunch off the beaten path (well, not really as far off the path as we would have liked).
After lunch Katie and Andrew and Carrie and I split up and went our own ways. Andrew was on the hunt for some good local wines and Carrie and I really wanted to just enjoy the streets and get some interesting photos. Since we didn’t have the time to go see Alhambra, we tried to find a scenic overlook from some tourist information, but to no avail. We gave up and enjoyed our limited view.
We ran into Katie and Andrew just in front of a little café/bar. How convenient. We had drinks and relaxed in the shade before heading back down to the taxi.
The taxi to Granada was the only real way to go for us, but it was pricy. We thought it would be about 80€ (somewhere around $100 or so) each way and would have had to started back a bit sooner (in order to find a new cab), but in the end we were able to hire a driver to wait for us and it was a bit cheaper.
When we got back to the ship we were exhausted. It had been a good day, but we had tried to cover a lot of ground in a very limited amount of time. Carrie and I couldn’t think of doing another thing. I ordered room service treats (i’m working on a diet coke and fruit plate, right now) and I am working on this blog out on the balcony and Carrie has passed out into our bed. We should be getting underway, soon. Tomorrow, I think, is a day at sea, so no stops. That means time by the pool and cooking classes in the Bon Apetit Culinary Center.
Hope this note finds you all doing very well!
Update: Well, internet was down earlier, so I have more to say, now 🙂 Our cruise director came on earlier to let us know to expect a bit more motion today / tonight as we leave port and head to the Atlantic. It is nothing to worry about, but the wind has, apparently, picked up and we’re in for rougher waters. He wasn’t kidding! It’s not enough to feel sick, but enough to know you’re on a ship.
Well, That really is enough, I think. I’m going to get back to the fun of vacation!