My zodiac departure time was 0705 hours. I wasn’t planning on going. But it was a postcard perfect morning. And old Carlton got into my head with shut up suit up show up.
My personal adventure today was slipping in a puddle and rather gracefully landing on my butt. I was taking my exercise laps on the top deck. I decided that I was exercised enough for one day. I took a nap instead of finishing up my laps.
Sea Day tomorrow. Also packing day. 2 sleeps on the ship. 2 sleeps in Vancouver. 3 sleeps on the train. Then back at the Asylum. The Asylum is having a Covid outbreak. Wreckage of the future.