A ship, Holland America’s Zaandam, floated up to one of the cruise ship anchor points this morning. Normally, Norwegian’s Pride of America is there on Wednesday. This is the first different ship I’ve seen this winter. It arrived during Zoom yoga, during down dog, to be precise.
Sort of doing a midway reset today. This is Day 30, and there are maybe 30 more to go. Nobody is promised tomorrow.
So what does one do on Day 30 of 60?
Clean the kitchen.
Wash some clothes.
Recheck all the moving parts for the last nine days of the trip.
And consult with ChatGPT, a.k.a. Robot, about how to get back to the Asylum from Dulles at some indeterminate hour on Christmas night. Nothing very strenuous.
Found a hotel ad in my email spam folder today:
Does that sound like me? At all? No wonder Google declared it spam.
More important, just got an email from Falls Church saying the volcano started again. And it has.
If everything lines up right — just maybe…