No port in a storm

 The arrival in Leith dock was scheduled for 4:30 am. In TSH’s words, there was ‘banging and crashing’ all night, so they assumed that the Silver Spirit had passed through the lock and entered the small port of Leith. Turned out the entry to the lock had failed because of high winds and swell, the lock was closed by the port authority and the ship was at anchor in the Firth. Eventually, Captain Arma decided that it would not be possible to call at Leith and hence Edinburgh on either of the two scheduled days and he was looking for an alternative. By then, TSH and Diva had got up especially early to be ready to take the first shuttle bus to Edinburgh and Diva had eaten her sightseeing breakfast of bacon rolls.

The cruise director (who invited TSH and Diva to dine with him on Venetian night) decided to organise a ‘country fair’ to entertain guests who would be experiencing an extra (maybe 2 extra) day(s) at sea. The main attraction is the towel and napkin folding (attended by 3 guests last time) and they are promised golf. There is much bunting.

TSH had experienced a personal crisis earlier when he was searching throughout the suite for his ship card – which he never loses, as that is Diva’s department. There was a card on the worktop, but that was Diva’s. The search eventually reached her handbag, where she had carefully stored his card instead of her own.

There is still no information about what is to happen next or where Silver Spirit is going. Food and service still excellent.