We are sailing...we are sailing...

We are sailing…we are sailing…home again…’cross the sea…


We are sailing…stormy waters…to be near you…to be free.

And, so goes the old song, recently recorded by Joe Cocker.

Sunday was Dublin. Monday was also. We were scheduled to sail from Dublin on Sunday night, but the weather and the seas saw differently. Sunday was a “soft” day in Dublin; soft meaning light, misty rain. But, the winds decided to pick up to 35 mph gale force, and no ships were allowed in or out of Dublin’s harbor. Our scheduled departure on Monday was noon, which was changed to 7:00 pm, again because of the winds.

Our late departure caused us to miss calling in Belfast. Because we had been to Belfast four years ago, this was not a great disappointment. So, our free day was spent sleeping in, reading, watching movies and playing cards with our friends, the Bohans.

Today, we are in the North Atlantic headed to Iceland. Our arrival has been pushed to 2:00 pm tomorrow, but we don’t leave until 9:00 pm tomorrow night, just in time to see the aurora borealis (northern lights). The seas are running about 10-16 feet with a wind across the bow of the ship, so walking is somewhat a feat today. We jokingly say that the only people who can walk a straight line are the drunks. We, however, bounce from wall to wall. Thank goodness for Bonine keeping my nemesis, sea sickness, away.

More to follow tomorrow night from Iceland.