Welcome to Auckland, New Zealand
To New Zealanders, Auckland is known as Queen City or City of Sails. It is rich in local history and home to a people known for their love of the outdoors. The city of Auckland is the largest and most modern in New Zealand. Located on the North Island, it is home to over one quarter of the country’s people. Its location on the isthmus of the North Island, between Waitemata Harbour to the northeast and Manukau Harbour to the southwest, makes it the perfect habitat for anyone with a love for water. Within an hour drive from the city, you will find 102 beaches for swimming, surfing, waterskiing or sail boarding. There are over 70,000 powerboats and sailing craft, or one per every four households. There is much to see and do in Auckland: the Civic Theater, an art nouveau theater that opened in 1929 and was used for cabaret shows for servicemen in transit to battlefields in the Pacific; the War Memorial Museum and the Museum of Transport and Technology; Albert Park, 15 acres of formal gardens, fountains and statues; the Auckland Domaine, a 340-acre park that is a favorite leisure space for Aucklanders. Shoppers will not be disappointed. Be sure to check out Lower Queen Street for the best range of shopping from fashion to souvenirs, bookstores and local art.
Maori Heritage
Maori oral history maintains that the Maoris came to the islands of New Zealand in waka (canoes) from other parts of Polynesia. Of all the waka that visited the region, the ones carrying the Tainui, whose descendants were known as Ngaoho, have had the most lasting impact. These waka called in at many places before being hauled across the isthmus where Auckland is now situated to Manukau Harbour. Archaeological evidence of human settlement dates back some 800 years, with the earliest sites mainly located along coastlines and harbor mouths. The picture that emerges is one of a distinctly Polynesian society that depended on fishing, the gathering of shellfish and edible plants, and (increasingly as the centuries passed) agriculture. Until the 17th century, when tribes from the north and south challenged the isthmus dwellers, things were relatively peaceful. However, by the time European settlers arrived in 1839, tribal warfare, disease and destruction of the area through hunting and forest clearance had depleted the Maori populations.
Labels: 2008, Feb 1
Personal (E-mail we didn't want to receive from Dr Ed Borbon our House-sitter)
Dear Carter and Winnie,
I'm so glad I walked in the big house just at the right time, and that
the emergency must have happened not long before I went in. Around past
7pm when I decided to check the big house, I heard a hissing sound
coming from the fridge area in front of Grandma's room and when looked
for it's source, I saw water creeping out of the door beside it. When I
opened the door, hot water was spurting at the neck of the drain faucet
of the right side tank and the floor was already flooded. Fortunately
the water hasn't reached grandma's carpeted room yet. I looked for the
main valve but couldn't find it in the pipe maze and there were several
valves there as well. When I saw the water spraying at the electricals
on the left side of the wall, I quit looking for fear of getting
electricuted without anyone else knowing. I called the number of the
water service that Winnie posted at the kitchen cork board but only
answering machine was on the other end of the line so I called Heather
thinking she might know a number to call for emergency plumbing. Heather
told me that the valve to the tank is usually on the top. I reached it
to turn both of the valves on the top and the pressure of the jetting
went down. I then unplugged the electrical cords attached to the wall
when the water spraying was down. I had the chance then to get close and
read the emergency shutdown instructions posted on the tank. I followed
the instructions - turned off the gas, I looked for a circuit breaker
but didn't find one. The heating tank is purely gas powered, right? The
next step was to drain the tank and when I tried to turn the tank drain
faucet knob open at the bottom of the tank, where the leak was jetting
out in the first place, the whole faucet just came off the tank. The end
of the faucet the broke of from the tank was corroded, probably the
reason for the leak. Then I drained the tank by opening the hot water
faucets at the sinks in the kitchen and grandma's bathroom to let air in
the tank. After about an hour and 45 minutes, the tank is still draining
hence I'm still here watching the tank drain as I empty the catch basin
one after the other. The process is so slowed so I had the time to write
this email on my blackberry in between bucket emptying. The electrical
meter box on the left side of the wall is dry and running so I left it
alone but the black electrical box below is wet. The power cord attached
to that box is already unplugged. Other than the leak, I don't think
there are any other property damage. When the tank finish draining, all
I need to do is just mop the floor. There's a number to call on the
emergency instructions for fast service but I thought it can probably
wait until tomorrow morning. I wanted to check with you first if I
should call Dan or the number on the tank. There's a number specific for
Mercer Island printed there. I think the main problem is just the
replacement of the drain faucet but the tank heating system might need
some checking also. Nate is not home yet. If the problem is not fixed by
tomorrow, I'll call him to let him know that there's no hot water in the
big house at the moment. I'm sorry to tell the bad news. I hope that's
the last. I'm also so thankful that this did not happen in the middle
of the night and bacame a shocker for me in the morning!
Best Regards, Ed
Sent via BlackBerry Mobile by AT&T
Labels: 2008, January 30
January 29, 2008 (Personal)
We have visiting Samoa and Tonga since I last wrote. The first word I would use to describe both would be humid. Carter’s camera lens fogs up every time he takes it outside, as do our glasses. Samoa is a volcanic island, so very hilly, and Tonga is flat as a pancake. Both are lush with vegetation and populated by very friendly people.
When we were on Samoa, the ship brought in a local youth group to do a performance. They had mainly teen-agers, but they also had some really young children who were learning the dances and songs. These young ones were adorable. You could see that the entire experience was very supportive for the 5-8 year olds. Sometimes they went the wrong way, but that was ok. Part of the show was the cava ceremony, which is something they do for honored guests. They take the powder of a cava root (from the pepper family), grind it up, then reconstitute it in water and serve it as a drink. The drink is on the alcoholic/hallucinogenic side. Carter and I had this ceremony performed for us when we were in Fiji, so it brought back tons of memories. You are handed a coconut cup of this liquid and are expected to down the whole thing at once. It tastes like drinking mud, so I sipped only a little, but was then told I had to drink the entire cupful. I had to will my gag reflex away, but managed. In the true ceremony, they keep filling the cups and passing them around until the entire bowl of liquid is gone. Luckily, we were with Peace Corps workers and they told me how to politely refuse. Carter, however, just kept drinking and before the end of the evening, he was giving lectures on his camera. It was an experience!
In Tonga, we did not take a tour because we had limited time. Some of the passengers were very frustrated because their tours were less than acceptable. One group, on a Holland America sponsored tour had their non-air conditioned bus get stuck in the mud, then stuck in traffic, because whoever was organizing the tours told all of the buses to go on the same route at the same time. The 3 hour tour ended up 6 hours. This was a problem for those with diabetes and those unable to deal with the heat. I was glad I wasn’t on that tour.
Then we spoke with another couple who decided to go on a non-Holland America sponsored tour. They said their tour guide spoke excellent English, put about 8 of them in a mini-bus and drove for a short while giving a great commentary. Then he pulled over on the side of the road next to another car. The bus driver and the car driver then exchanged places and the new driver drove them for the rest of the tour. Unfortunately, the new driver spoke NO English. Once they got back close to town, the original driver came back on to finished the tour. Some of the passengers were irate, but the young couple we were speaking with said that it was ok. They didn’t pay that much for the tour to begin with and did get some commentary as they went along.
We exchanged a little money in Tonga and had a snack at a local restaurant. Carter drank something like a smoothie made with Tongan ice!!!! I had a Coke that they served warm with a chilled glass. That was interesting. I did NOT use ice.
Labels: 2008, January 30
Welcome to Nuku’Alofa, Tonga
Much like the other Polynesian islands in the South Pacific, Tonga is easily distinguishable by its beautiful beaches, clear azure water, coral reefs and luscious landscape. The Kingdom of Tonga, although protected by Western powers, has never been ruled by them. This is evident on the island as traditional Polynesian culture is still the way of life, even with the dawn of the modern era. Although Tonga is the poorest of all the Polynesian islands, its rich culture, history and beauty are sure to make up for its economic shortcomings. Tongatapu, the largest of the 170 islands that make up Tonga (although only 36 are inhabited), holds the capital city of Nuku’Alofa. Although the islands are spread across the South Pacific, the amount of dry land of all the Tongan islands is equivalent to less than the size of New York City. It is said that Tonga received its name because it lies south of Samoa (the first permanently settled Polynesian island), thus the word “tonga” means “south” in a variety of Polynesian languages. In Tongan, however, “tonga” means “garden” and “Tongatapu” means “Sacred Garden.” While enjoying the beauty of the island, be sure to notice how it seems that the entire island is being cultivated with crops.
History of Tonga
Polynesians are said to have created a settlement in Tonga around 500 BCE, but according to legend, it was not until around 950 ACE that the Tui Tonga dynasty originated. The first European contact was in 1642 by a Dutchman and in 1777, Captain James Cook reaches Tonga. Although the first missionaries arrived in 1798, it took 33 years before a powerful chief named Taufa’ahau was converted to Christianity. After conquering all of Tonga, Taufa’ahau declared himself the King George (his Christian name). He ruled Tonga for 48 years, followed by his great-grandson King George II, who ruled for 25 years and was succeeded by his daughter, Queen Salote, who ruled for 47 years. Salote was quite successful is warding off Western influence and maintaining Tongan traditions. Her son, King Taufa’ahau Tupou IV is now the current ruler.
Say it in Tongan
Hello Malo e lelei
Welcome Tatitali fiefia
How do you do? Fefe hake?
Good-bye ‘Alu a
Thank you Malo
How much? ‘Oku Fiha?
Good Lelei
Bad Kovi
Labels: 2008, january 28
January 26, 2008 (Personal) We lost sunday the 27th to International Date line!
As is often the case, that which you don’t want to happen, does. We have many drills on the ship. They do a fire drill every week and then the ubiquitous raft and boat drills. When the crew has a drill, there is never an announcement. You are simply told the time for all drills when you board the ship the first time and are expected to be there. I’m not sure what happens if you don’t arrive at your post, but no one wants that to happen, so they are always on time.
Today is it listed on our schedule: “General Drill 9:30am. No shore leave until done. 11:00am man overboard drill.” So at 9:25 am I donned my life jacket, which is huge and bright orange, and went to my life raft station. When I got there, I was alone. No other crew were around, although I had seen several people getting their life jackets out while they were in the crew quarters. I did, however, see many passengers who all asked me what I was doing. About 9:35 another woman arrived in her life jacket and she looked very confused. She said she had been up all night at a crew party, was hung over and not thinking straight. We looked for others, finally finding one other woman. It is embarrassing to be wearing this big bulky life vest and have everyone staring at you. Finally, we found the guy who is in charge of the life rafts and he asked us what we were doing. We asked HIM where everyone else was. He told us to go back to our cabins and wait for the alarm…..So that is where I am right now.
As I was coming to my cabin, I practically stepped on the fire brigade as they were sitting the hallway outside my room, waiting for the announcement of the fake fire. I guess the whole drill starts out with a fake fire and then we are told to abandon ship. This all happened about an hour ago. I just checked and the fire brigade is gone. So maybe the drill is going on right now and I didn’t hear anything, or maybe they decided to delay the whole thing, just to catch us unaware. ---- They just made an announcement to say there was going to be a drill.
Well, I’m back and there was no fake fire and the man overboard drill got canceled. I spoke with the other doctors and nurses and they said they didn’t understand the changes either……Now all the electricity on the ship went out. What is going on? This is the second time the electricity has gone out today. We have a digital clock in the room that is massive – even I can see it without my glasses – so now I need to reset it again. This clock boggles my mind because it seems to lose time. I thought I figured out it was about ten minutes off each day, so I thought I would outsmart it and set it 10 minutes ahead in the morning and then it would be just about right by the next morning. Wouldn’t you know, suddenly it became very accurate, so it was always 10 minutes off. Well, we start all over again today. How can an electric clock be so unreliable?
We have a Scottish entertainer named Stuart Gillies. I could listen to his accent all day. He is practicing in the auditorium right now, so I get to hear his show several times through my floor. He was requested to perform all Scottish songs for tonight. It is fun to listen to.
It is pouring in Samoa today. We will wait a little longer to get off.
Labels: Travel information
Welcome to Apia, Samoa
Apia, on the island of Upolu, is the capital of Samoa and the only place in Samoa that you could call a city and really mean it. For all of its modern details, such as banks and burger outlets, it still retains the picturesque charm of its history. All the traders, beachcombers, pirates, whalers, and fallen missionaries who have washed up on the shores of Apia still seem to be present in Apia's slightly rundown air and the old pula trees shading the streets. From the center of town, Apia's neat villages spread west along the level coastal area and climb up the gentle slopes towards the hills and into the valleys. The clock tower in the center of town is a memorial to WWI casualties. Just to the west of the clock tower is the Flea Market, which has craft stalls selling everything from cheap clothing and siapo (dyed bark sheets) to 'ava bowls and coconut-shell jewelry. Several churches are scattered around Apia with the largest of them being the Catholic church on the city waterfront. The Anglican church, although smaller, has the most beautiful stained-glass windows, while at the Congregational Christian church are the clean-picked bones of the unfortunate Reverend John Williams, a missionary cannibalized by the natives. Writer Robert Louis Stevenson spent the last four years of his life here, and is buried on Mt. Vaea, overlooking both the city and the home he built, Vailima, now a museum in his honor.
Origins of Samoa
The origin of Samoa, according to the stories told by the chiefs, is that Samoan people are actually from an unknown land call “Savaiki,” which most people believe is in Savaii. According to the ancient Samoan belief, everyone in the Polynesian area is from Savaiki. This is in accord with folk stories from other cultures in the Polynesian area: The Tongans believed that they are from Hauaiki, Maori people believe that they are from Hawaiki, Hawaiians believed that they are from Hawaii. It was originally believed that all Polynesians migrated from Hawaii, but DNA analysis indicates that these cultures are closely related to Samoans. It is thought that migration patterns from Samoa led the Polynesian people northward to Hawaii, southward to Maori, eastward to Fiji and westward to Tonga.
Labels: 2008, January 26
January 25, 2008 (Personal)
It is understood that 2 medical staff have to be on board at one time, so Carter is always alternating with the other staff to work with time for us to get off. On any given port, one person usually is working with the tour as a guide, so the others divide up the time to get off. We were the late shift to get off in Bora Bora, but that was fine. Again, a volcanic island with one road that circumnavigates the island. The road was narrow, no shoulder, but surrounded by gorgeous fruit and flowering trees. There were a few shops, mainly black pearl shops, so we strolled and checked out a few. Several of the shops had sand floors, which certainly eliminated the worry of getting the floor dirty. Anything tracked in just was incorporated.
Then back to the sea for 2 more days, with multiple time changes and social obligations. We have been invited to the nice restaurant on board to have dinner with another passenger and his wife. She was trying to get the 27th, Sunday for our dinner reservation. The man in the restaurant kept telling her, “We don’t have the 27th.” She asked, “What do you mean? Is it booked up?” “No, madam, we don’t have the 27th.” Finally, she figured out that we are going over the international date line that day, so we totally miss the 27th and skip to the 28th. Interesting to consider. We will make that day up hour by hour as we go around the world.
Last night was formal night and we were again assigned to a different table. I memorized the names of the passengers, in hopes of not making a fool of myself, only to find out that when we arrived, we were placed at a different table. The Hotel Manager was sick and in bed, so Carter had to take his place at his assigned table. It was a very interesting group of people, but who knows their names?
The blueberry muffin smell in our hallway has been constantly changing. It went to fresh baked bread, then a rather nasty rotten fish smell and now is blueberry-esque.
There is a service club group that meets once a week, so I am able to make up my Rotary meetings right here. The people in the group are from every service club I’ve ever heard of, and some, and they are a most welcoming group. Almost all of the service clubs are struggling with the same issues, so it is interesting to hear how they are dealing with membership issues and meeting time issues, etc.
Samoa next.
Winnie
Labels: 2008, January 25
January 23, 2008(Personal)
We finally got off in Tahiti, and as usual, it was very hot and humid. We went to the major market – and of course, visited Carter’s favorite part – the fish market. The smell was overwhelming! Carter may not shop for “things”, but he shops for good photos. Either one is rather trying for me. While he was focusing on a basket, we saw something run under a table. We both looked at each other and asked, “Was that a mouse or a rat?” It was small like a mouse, but had that huge tail of a rat. I am just thankful that it didn’t run over my foot.
My overwhelming impression of Papeete was that it is a large city, French in its language and construction, very expensive (one shirt was $85!), and many of the young people smoke. It was quite distracting. The gorgeous beaches are not near the city.
Yesterday we were on one of the islands just 9 miles from Tahiti. It is called Moorea and was a favorite hangout for Robert Louis Stevenson, Melville, etc. It was beautiful, but I can’t figure out why these writers liked writing in the heat and humidity. I would think their hands and arms would stick to the paper. It is a very rocky island, volcanic and covered with vegetation. The only habitable and flat spot was on the one road that circles the island along the outer edge. The rest of the island seemed to be straight up the mountain.
There were several young people doing something like wind surfing, out along the reef. They tied a huge kite to their bodies and then rode the waves on a surf board. We watched them for ages. Carter was laughing as they would speed along on the waves, and sometimes even be lifted into the air when a big gust came along. He would have loved it.
Today we are in Bora Bora and for those who saw the original South Pacific movie, this was the setting. That huge rocky mountain that was always used in the movie is right in front of our ship.
Labels: 2008, Jan 23
Welcome to Bora Bora, French Polynesia
Bora Bora is an island in the Leeward group of the Society Islands of French Polynesia, an overseas territory of France in the Pacific Ocean. The island was settled by Tongan people about the 4th century. While the island was sighted by earlier explorers, James Cook led the first group of Europeans to visit the island in 1777. In 1842, Bora Bora was officially made a protectorate of France. The original name in the Tahitian language might be better rendered as Pora Pora, meaning “First Born.” The island, located about 162 miles (260 kilometers) northwest of Papeete, Tahiti is surrounded by a lagoon and a fringing reef. In the center of the island are the remnants of an extinct volcano rising to two peaks, Mount Pahia, and the highest point, Mount Otemanu, reaching 2385 feet (727 meters). Over the last few years seven high-end resorts have been built on motus (small islands) surrounding the lagoon. Thirty years ago, Hotel Bora Bora built the first over-the-water bungalows on stilts in the lagoon and today, over-the-water bungalows are a standard feature of most resorts. Bora Bora's main attraction is its calm and crystal-clear lagoon offering the full array of nautical and land activities, such as off-roading up the hills to see the old World War II cannons or to get a bird’s-eye-view of the multicolored lagoon. The waters are said to be some of the most beautiful in the world.
From the navigator
We expect to arrive off Bora Bora at
8:00 am. After we have dropped anchor we will commence our tender operations. The last tender will leave shoreside at 5:30 pm and we will set sail shortly thereafter for Apia, Samoa.
The Society Islands
The Society Islands, one of the five major island groups that make up French Polynesia, are geographically, politically and administratively divided into two groups: the Windward Islands (which include Tahiti and Moorea among three others) and the Leeward Islands, to which Bora Bora belongs. The archipelago is generally believed to have been named by Captain James Cook in honor of the Royal Society, sponsor of the first British scientific survey of the islands; however, Cook states in his personal journal that he called the islands ‘Society’ “as they lay contiguous to one another.”
Labels: 2008, Jan 22
January 21, 2008 (Personal)
Papeete, Tahiti
We are in Papeete, but Carter and I have yet to get off. He is still working in clinic, or schmoozing with the passengers, so I will wait. This morning started out with a torrential downpour. I couldn’t believe so much rain could come down so quickly. At first I thought there was a hose outside our cabin washing the windows. Then it quickly cleared and the decks dried. From the view from the deck, as I awaited my RAFT drill, this place looks quite a bit like Hawaii. There are paved streets, ambulance sirens and sidewalks. I heard that a cup of coffee costs $13.00, so I think we will do our eating and drinking on the ship.
Every person on this ship has a story – and they are so interesting. Carter met a woman who escaped from East Berlin and is infused with the love of life. She knows what it is like not to be able to do what she wants. Another woman escaped from Poland in WWII and ended up walking all the way to Uzbekistan. She is wonderful – but very down to earth. She has started to come to Tai Chi with me each morning, but is always whispering to me that she just can’t accept all this stuff about the love of the universe and giving her love back. I think she is convinced of the benefits of the balance training and stretching and she agrees that she will continue to come to class.
The gym story became interesting as we had a time change every other day for 8 days. People were totally confused on when they were supposed to sleep and when to get up. I just try to live the time zone I am in, but Carter wasn’t convinced. One day he got to the gym at 4:30 am and there was a man who had been there for 2 hours already. They were both smirking because they got the ellipticals before that young couple. As Carter was leaving that day, one of the other regulars was going to confront this couple. Then to make the story more complex, Carter hasn’t been to the gym early for the last 3 days, so we don’t know what happened. I just noticed that neither of the young couple is in the gym at 7am any more. Maybe they decided it wasn’t worth the hassle. I’ll keep you posted. The lady with the sequined purse has yet to return.
Last night we were invited into a Verandah suite for before-dinner drinks and chatting. There was one of the speakers there – he was a good friend of Carol Burnett and Julie Andrews, as well as having dated Lucille Ball’s daughter. He had some fun stories to tell. The hostess decided that it was too hot in the cabin, so she opened the door. I’ve got news for her, that didn’t cool anything off. It was SO humid and hot that I watched Carter turn into a virtual fountain of sweat. Because it was evening, he had to dress in his long-sleeved, thick uniform which is tight around the collar, and I watched first his hair become damp and then he began to drip. By the time we left, he was a mess. As we were walking to our cabin, the steward took one look at Carter and asked, “Is it raining on the deck?” I couldn’t stop laughing. He did look as though he has just come in from a storm.
We continue to watch the poor passengers who are so confused. One woman was eating with a “friend” when both of them got up to go get something else to eat. The confused one returned, couldn’t remember which table she was sitting at, didn’t see her friend (who knows if she even remembered who she was eating with), and went to sit by herself. The friend returned to her same table, but has such difficulty seeing that she couldn’t find her friend anywhere. They both were eating alone 3 tables apart, with their backs to each other. So sad. But at least they found the dining room.
We have been invited to the Pinnacle 3 times in the next 2 weeks for a fancy dinner. The number of calories for each dinner is something I don’t want to think about. So I am becoming a vegetarian for most of the time in between. So far my weight is going down, so I don’t want to mess it up. Carter says there are two scales in the gym. One of them says he has gained nothing, the other says around 12 pounds. He is leaning toward the second as being correct…..Less ice cream, more veggies for him as well. He likes the desserts, I don’t. Lucky for me. .
Labels: 2008, Jan 21
Welcome to Moorea, Society Islands
Moorea is a high island that is part of the Society Islands, one of the five major island groups that form French Polynesia. The island of Moorea is administratively part of the municipality of Moorea-Maiao, which itself is in the administrative subdivision of the Windward Islands. It has now become a main tourist destination, visited by many tourists traveling to French Polynesia because of its striking landscape, friendly people, and close geographical proximity to Papeete, Tahiti. From above, the shape of the island vaguely resembles a fork, with its two nearly symmetrical bays opening to the north side of the island: Cook's Bay and Oponohu Bay. The island was formed as a volcano approximately 1.5 to 2.5 million years ago, the result of a geologic hotspot in the mantle under the oceanic plate that formed the whole of the Society Archipelago. It is theorized that the current bays were formerly river basins that filled during the Holocene searise. from the navigator
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Labels: 2008, Jan 21
January 20, 2008 (Personal)
Yesterday we were in Nuku Hiva, Marquesas Islands, French Polynesa. A big name for a relatively small place. This is a very rocky, basalt island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean with nothing else around. It is a fruit and flower paradise. I could almost taste the mangos that were hanging from the trees. The Indonesians and Filipinos were so at home, eating them straight from the trees. I wasn’t quite that brave. We had been told that the waters were shark infested, so I stayed out, but some of the medical department went for a dip. The beaches were black sand and the soil was surprisingly dry. The humidity was horrendous, but the occasional breezes were life-saving. All over the island there were rock and wood tikis – Carter got some good photos, so look at the flickr entries. My biggest impression was the massive numbers of stray, scraggly looking dogs. Some of the passengers and crew were petting them. I was freaking out!!
The locals were almost neutral toward the visitors. I suppose we add very little to their economy. Prices are expensive and they probably sold a little in terms of their crafts, but nothing major. They might say bonjour as they walked along, but mostly they just stayed out of the way. It reminded me of Devil’s Island last year. We saw the locals, but no one was out walking or doing anything that might engage us.
Each day the daily program lists the weather for the next day. Well, they seem to be stuck on 76 degrees F. I KNOW it is more, but that sounds reasonable. Well, yesterday was supposed to be 76 – but I thought I was going to die. After 1-1 ½ hours I started to feel that drunk feeling. I turn my head and it takes a while for the rest of your brain to catch up. I know I am getting into trouble. I had drunk a ton of water, but obviously, not enough. So I told Carter it was time to turn around. I am sure this just kills him, because he could have gone on forever, but he was kind and started the trek back. I was still sweating, but was so red in the face that people were all commenting. Once in the room I drank several more glasses and collapsed into bed. What a relief to be back in a cooler environment……We were both so exhausted that night that we went to bed at 7:30pm!!
Tomorrow I have my RAFT drill. Carter missed his BOAT drill.
Labels: 2008, January 20
Welcome to Papeete, Tahiti
Papeete (translated into English means "water from a basket") is the capital of French Polynesia located on the island of Tahiti, in the administrative subdivision of the Windward Islands. It is the primary center of Tahitian and French Polynesian public and private governmental, commercial, industrial and financial services, the hub of French Polynesian tourism and a commonly used port of call for tourism. The area that now constitutes Papeete was first settled by the British missionary William Crook of the London Missionary Society in 1818. Queen Pōmare IV moved her court to Papeete and made it her capital in the late 1820s, and the town grew into a major regional shipping and transportation center. Papeete was retained as Tahiti's capital after France took control of the Tahitian Islands and made them a protectorate in 1842. Herman Melville was imprisoned in Papeete in 1842; his experiences there became the basis for the novel Omoo. Paul Gauguin journeyed to and toured Papeete in 1891 and, except for a two-year period in 1893-1895, never returned to France. Half of Papeete was destroyed by a major fire in 1884, which then prohibited the use of native building materials. A major cyclone caused extensive damage to the city in 1906, and a French naval vessel was sunk in the harbor by two German men-of war, which bombarded Papeete.
Labels: 2008, January 20
Welcome to Nuku Hiva, Marquesas Islands
The unmistakable beauty of the islands as well as the welcoming and friendly culture of the locals has made the Marquesas Islands an inspirational destination for writers, musicians, artists and adventurers for over 170 years. Lush and vibrant vegetation and jungle make up the unique landscape of the island chain, while green-tipped hills and mountains dot the coastline – some towering over 3280 feet (1000 meters). The 15 islands that make up the Marquesas Islands (only 6 of the 15 are inhabited) span over 217 miles (350 kilometers). The diverse landscape of Nuku Hiva (the largest of the Marquesas Islands and second largest island in French Polynesia) includes everything from sheer cliff faces to lavish river valleys to desolate desert patches. Traditional culture can be seen through the impressive archaeological sites scattered throughout the island, which are thought to be some of the most remarkable sites in French Polynesia. from the navigator
This morning we drop anchor off Nuku Hiva, Marquesas Islands and shortly thereafter will begin out tender operations. At 5:30 pm the last tender will return from shore to the ship and at 6:00 pm we will set sail on a southwesterly course towards Papeete, Tahiti.
Labels: 2008, January 18
January 18, 2008 (Personal)
We have had a time change every other day for about 8 days, so I was lulled into thinking that was the way it would be for a while. Wrong. We just had 2 days in a row and of course, Carter was up at 4:30am rarin’ to go. Finally he left for the gym and I had the entire tiny bed to myself. For once I had no fear of being tossed from the bed with a big wave.
We heard an appropriate joke from one of the comedians. The showers are so small that all you have to do is soap up the walls and turn around. You never had to soap your body. I must admit we often hit the walls of the shower when the ship moves, so this sounds correct.
One of our passengers has been trying to get his non-satellite phone to work every morning and was complaining because he got no reception……no land in sight. What is he thinking?
Every day the captain gets on the loudspeaker at 1pm to discuss the course, the weather and my most unfavorite part, the depth of the ocean. I really don’t need to know that.
Our last formal dinner table ended up to be quite fun. There were only 5 people, 2 couples and an Irish dentist. The Irish dentist was a character and was seated right next to me. She had already had a bit to whet the whistle by the time she sat down and I truly believe I spoke no more than one word at a time. She just went on and on. She had seen Carter earlier in the week, but didn’t recognize him until she saw his teeth. She said she was trained to look there first and just never looks much farther. She trained in Cork, told me about her apartment, her life and many other things. It was rather loud in that particular part of the dining room, and her accent was a challenge, so I had to concentrate very hard to understand her. It probably wouldn’t have mattered, however, since I wasn’t actually IN the conversation. I was just a receptacle of listening.
Before she had finished the main meal, she excused herself and went to the show. I guess this is normal behavior and her table mates just said “good-bye”. So then I got to meet the rest of the table and they were charming. One couple were retired school teachers, mainly middle school and the other were retired military – she was a nurse and he never said – intriguing! He is in a scooter, looks like MS and she joins me almost every late afternoon in the gym – and she hates it as much as I do. A kindred spirit!
We haven’t had any dance shows lately because almost the entire cast has had Norwalk and confined to their rooms. Still haven’t seen several of them for a while. I was in the gym when one of them was “released from confinement” and the rest of the cast was celebrating – “At last, you are free!!” At this point, I sit at the back of the auditorium, wash my hands like crazy and rarely touch my face. If Carter gets it, I think I will be doomed.
The lady with the purse with feathers and sequins has yet to return to the gym…..
Labels: 2008, January 18
The Andesite Line
The Andesite Line is the most significant regional distinction in the Pacific Ocean. It separates the deeper, mafic igneous rock of the Central Pacific Basin from the partially submerged continental areas of felsic igneous rock on its margins. The Andesite Line follows the western edge of the islands off California and passes south of the Aleutian arc, along the eastern edge of the Kamchatka Peninsula, the Kuril Islands, Japan, the Mariana Islands, the Solomon Islands, and New Zealand. The dissimilarity continues northeastward along the western edge of the Andes Cordillera along South America to Mexico, returning then to the islands off California. Indonesia, the Philippines, Japan, New Guinea, and New Zealand (all eastward extensions of the continental blocks of Australia and Asia) lie outside the Andesite Line. Within the closed loop of the Andesite Line are most of the deep troughs, submerged volcanic mountains, and oceanic volcanic islands that characterize the Pacific basin. Here basaltic lavas gently flow out of rifts to build huge dome-shaped volcanic mountains whose eroded summits form island arcs, chains, and clusters. Outside the Andesite Line, volcanism is of the explosive type, and the Pacific Ring of Fire is the world's foremost belt of explosive volcanism.
Labels: 2008, Jan 16
January 16, 2008 (Personal)
Carter gets up every morning at 5:30am to go work out. We, as crew, are allowed to use the gym from 6-7am and then after 10am until late evening. He does better in the morning. I, however, like to eat something before I work out, so I do it before dinner. Then I feel justified to eat a little more.
Well, the gym is a soap opera unto itself. Carter says there is getting to a bit of animosity in the early morning because there is a young couple on board who insist that they are the only ones who should use the elliptical machines in the early morning. (There are only 2 ellipticals.) They will send one of them up at 6 when the gym opens and that person will hold the second machine for the other, until he or she arrives. There are many others who would like to use those machines, so tempers are starting to surface. On top of that, you are only supposed to use it for a max of 25 minutes and they insist on having them for a full hour. Carter feels as though it is just a matter of time until there is an explosion.
My group in the afternoon is a little more eccentric. We have the usual people who plug in their iPods and sing along with their music. It is SO bad, even I can tell they are off. Most of the time I can’t even recognize what they are singing. But then there are those who have never used a gym before, but want the experience. There is one lady with long wavy black hair (obviously a wig), fishnet stockings and a tight fitting above the knee dress, who comes up to use the treadmill. She is rather youthful from the back, but once you look at her arms, you realize she is older. She has a wonderful figure, but it looks a little strange. She never speaks to anyone. I thought she was an entertainer.
Then there was the lady next to me yesterday who looked like she was going out to a formal dinner. She had on a suit, a huge bow in her hair, and a purse that had sequins and feathers all over it. She asked me to help her with the elliptical since she had never been on one. Unbeknownst to me, she had put her purse under the machine, so when I tried to lower the tilt of it, her purse was almost smashed and she started screaming. Well, eventually she started on the machine and was doing fairly well. She was so excited because the calories burned seemed to go up faster than on any other machine. She announced that this was the machine of choice – but then started to complain because she was getting tired too quickly and starting to sweat…..
We have another formal dinner tonight where we are hosting a table. Carter already knows most of the people at the table from Clinic visits and says this one will be a challenge. He thinks he was put at the table on purpose. We shall see
Labels: 2008, Jan 16
January 15, 2008(Personal)
The stairwell right outside our room smells like a blueberry muffin. I have yet to find the source. It is far more desirable than the musty smell of our shower curtain (every ship has a little of that moist smell, it seems).
I went to a culinary class today on making chocolate truffles. That was very interesting, but also disappointing. One of the hooks they use to get you to come to a class is that they serve you whatever the chef is making – at the end of his presentation. There must have been a snafu in the kitchen, because the samples never arrived. Sad!! Oh, well, I would have had to be on the fitness machines even longer had I eaten anything extra. I guess it was a save, rather than a disappointment.
Ed, the man staying in our house, sent me all of the important mail we have received and Carter used up a tree trying to copy it all for us. I spent most of the evening working on straightening out stuff on Mercer Island. It feels as though I have never left……Hopefully the volume of mail and work will diminish was we are away longer. I certainly hope so.
Labels: 2008, Jan 16
January 14, 2008 (Personal)
We have been at sea for several days and it has been amazingly calm. (Knock on wood) It is amazing how you can adjust to almost anything. The fact that we hear the shows 3 times a day is getting less and less apparent. I do still wake up to the curtain being moved up and down, if I have just fallen asleep, but otherwise, I don’t hear much. Carter, of course, sleeps thru everything!
I spent almost one whole day trying to get the laundry done. I think I will have to find a better time. I started at 8am, when they allow the laundry to start, but it was full. I walked up and down those stairs with my bags of laundry at least 10 times before I found the machine available. Then when I went in to change stuff over to the dryer, I found that the entire floor was flooded. That didn’t affect the dryer, but it was just an added irritation.
We continue to have internet problems, but I am worried that I might have something on my computer. Whenever I put in the thumb drive, there is a pop up that asks if I want to renew my alcohol license. It must have popped up 6 times in one day. Weird. Carter wanted to check “Yes” just to see what would happen.
Well, the Captain’s dinner that I alluded to ended up being quite pleasant. There was a huge rectangular table with the captain and his wife in the middle, opposite each other and then Carter and me on the opposite ends of the long side. I could just see him with my glasses on. There were about 14-16 guests and although it started out awkward, it became quite fun. There are the suite people who have traveled on Holland America for over 1000 days. I just tried to remember all of my Southern teachings and asked questions and got them talking. Of course, I was seated between 2 men, but was able to easily speak and hear with several more people down the line.
One of the couples was recently married (must be in their 70’s) and he had a son just like ours. What adventures we could talk about. The other couple next to me had lived a very quiet life in Dallas, very Christian, involved in missionary works in Africa. He was a real estate developer, buying the land and then selling it. He didn’t do the building on the land. They had drawn back right before this bubble burst. There were 2 other couples also involved in real estate. One in San Juan, Puerto Rico, the other in Houston. The one was Houston was worried that they might not have stopped soon enough. Very interesting.
The food was fantastic at the dinner. I had wished Lisa could have been there to sample it. My favorite was a duck in a crispy croissant, with a blackberry and orange sauce and tiny, tiny vegetables. Everything was small, thank goodness, but there seemed to be course after course. The soup was also interesting and most flavorful, a salmon one. I have never been a fan of fish soup, but this was fantastic.
The table decorations were red roses in shallow bowls, swimming among small pieces of what looked like drift wood. I doubt that I have ever noticed table decorations unless they have been pointed out to me, so these were impressive. Then from the ceiling were more of the same, hanging down in a dramatic presentation. The florists are so much fun to follow. They love the exotic flowers they are working with – all the flowers are ordered thru the Holland office, so it always a surprise, as well as a challenge. They have to make it work.
Last night was another cocktail party. We get invited to every one of them and are expected to attend, if only for a shot time. Of course, Carter gets cornered and we stay the entire time. If I were to drink at each of the functions, I would be drunk as a skunk and growing bigger and bigger. I have found that Perrier works fine, and I avoid the appetizers. Last night we ate before we went, which was a great help in decreasing the temptations.
Labels: 2008, Jan 16
The Pacific Ocean
The Pacific Ocean claimed its namesake from the Latin name Mare Pacificum (peaceful sea), bestowed upon it by the Portuguese explorer Ferdinand Magellan. For most of Magellan’s voyage from the Strait of Magellan to the Philippines, the explorer did find the ocean peaceful; however, this is not always the case. Many tropical cyclones (typhoons – the equivalent of Atlantic hurricanes), batter the islands of the Pacific; the lands around the Pacific rim are full of volcanoes and often affected by earthquakes; tsunamis, caused by underwater earthquakes, have devastated many islands and destroyed entire towns. Because of this, the islands in the Pacific Ocean face natural disasters on a daily basis. The Pacific Ocean encompasses a third of the Earth’s surface, making it the largest body of water with an area of 69.4 million square miles (179.7 million square kilometers), an area significantly larger than the entire Earth’s landmass. The lowest point on earth, the Mariana Trench, lies in the Pacific Ocean at 35,797 feet (10,911 meters) below sea level. However, the average depth of the entire ocean is 14,000 feet (4,300 meters).
Labels: 2008, Jan 15
Satellite Television at Sea
In order to run efficiently, and conserve as much energy as possible, satellites beaming television signals are only directed towards huge land masses, where people live. Doesn’t it make sense not to beam a costly television transmission to the middle of the Atlantic or Pacific where there is no one to receive it? What does this mean for us onboard the ship? We have a 3.5 meter satellite dish situated on Sports Deck that is on a gyro to constantly hold the signal from the satellite, which it is tuned to, no matter the direction and/or movement of the ship. However, there are many variables still involved that sometimes hinder our reception. If we are sailing far from land, as in the middle of the Pacific or Atlantic, we tend to lose the signal. Also, sailing between two continents the signal can be lost as the satellite usually beams in one language for one continent, and then another satellite must be tuned in to acquire the same language in another continent. The position of the satellite dish on the ms Amsterdam, along with the ship’s position also affects the reception. Most satellites are over the equator, thus we must beam our dish towards the south, however, the dish is right behind the smoke stack of the ship, in order to protect it from the wind and elements. We appreciate your patience when interruptions occur. We do everything we can to restore the signal as quickly as possible. TV networks and program providers place many legal restrictions on what programs can be shown where. Please know that we offer most of the networks available to us by satellite in the areas in which we sail.
Labels: 2008, Jan 15
Crossing the Equator
As the center point of the earth, the equator is also the center of the tropics, the area lying between the Tropic of Cancer and the Tropic of Capricorn. The sun’s heat near the equator easily evaporates water from the oceans, so the hot tropical air is also moist; this is why there are rain forests at the equator. Also, at the equator, the sun’s rays are unaffected by the tilt of the earth, so the area is always exposed to the sun and receives direct solar rays year-round, regardless of season. The heat is most intense at sea level, but as you move into the mountains, it can also get very cold. In fact, you might find snow at the equator! Overseeing the equator is King Neptune (known in Greek mythology as Poseidon) and in time-honored seafaring fashion we will host a ceremony to ensure a safe passage. The festivities are marked by the appearance of King Poseidon, Chief of the Water Deities. Poseidon created the horse and upon these powerful creatures, with their brazen hoofs and golden manes, drew his chariot over the sea, which became smooth before him. This could explain the tradition of seafaring merrymaking, honoring Poseidon in return for safe passage and smooth waters. Naturally, there must be a sacrifice and the ship’s staff has searched from bow to stern to find the perfect offering.
Labels: 2008, Jan 14
The ‘Amsterdam’ Ships
There have been three ships that sailed under the name ‘Amsterdam’. Both the first and second vessels date back to the latter part of the 19th century, the first service from 1880 to 1884 and the second from 1887 to 1905. Ninety-five years would pass before the single name ‘Amsterdam’ was given to another ship. Perhaps this was purposely done to avoid confusion with the three ships in the fleet that were named ‘Nieuw Amsterdam’; for most of the past century there has been a ‘Nieuw Amsterdam’ in the fleet. The first was in service from 1906 to 1932, the second from 1938 to 1974 and the third from 1983 to 2000. The name ‘Amsterdam’ is of course taken from that of the famous city in Noord-Holland. Amsterdam was founded as a fishing village in the 13th century. Nearby, a dam was built on the River Amstel and the settlement became known as Amstelledam or Amstelredam and finally Amsterdam. Nieuw Amsterdam was the name of the 17th century fortified settlement in the Nieuw Nederlands colony on the southern tip of the island of Manhattan that was eventually to become New York City.
Labels: 2008, Jan 12
At Sea
January 11, 2008 (Personal)
Yesterday we were docked in the harbor outside of Panama City. We were offered a chance to escort a tour into the wilds of Panama, riding in dugout canoes to a tribal village. I felt the heat and humidity and decided I would stay home. Carter, however, jumped at the chance and had an adventure. I guess the waves in the river were rather high and those sitting in the front of the canoes (all the escorts) were drenched. The photos are interesting - to see a tribe trying to maintain their culture, but at the same time allow the outside to have a glimpse. I just spoke with one passenger who was on the tour and agreed to get a “temporary” tattoo make with natural dyes. She said she got some on her shirt, as well, but that dye washed out. The dye on her arm seems permanent….She was less than happy, but her husband was yucking it up. She said this was very out of character and is concerned about formal night coming up.
Carter came home from the trip soaking wet and with a dehydration headache. I know I made the correct choice to stay home. He brought home 3 tiny baskets – spending all the money he had on him. (I’ll have to watch how much he takes in his wallet next time.)
We finally got our safe opened. This has been quite a task. I was at dinner with the 2 Filipina doctors and was complaining. They decided to solve this problem and went to the front desk staff (also Filipinas) and got the ball rolling. They tried the “safe cracker” machine, but that didn’t work. Finally, the locksmith was called in after these doctors filled out a work order and voila, the safe was opened this morning!! It is all in who you know.
We are hearing rumors that each passenger had dinner with the captain and several other officers. This is a VERY formal affair, with printed menus, and a gong to announce each courses. Rumor has it that we will be on the list in the next day or so. Yikes!
Panama Canal (Personal)
January 9, 2008
Well, we are now in the Pacific Ocean. We had a most interesting traversing of the Canal. We got to see an alligator (mainly his head coming out of the water – like in Peter Pan) and a crocodile sunning himself on the beach. We also saw the excavation for the new set of locks in Gatun Lake.
Dinner was less than reassuring with everyone’s stories from hell while on a cruise ship. There were tales of fires, rogue waves that bent the hulls of ships. One lady said that she was crossing the Atlantic and it was 2am when the wave hit. The TV in her room shot off its stand and hit the opposing wall. Others spent hours in lifeboats. Why would anyone come back after an adventure like that? Crazy. Why I am here to begin with?!
On a happier note, we are getting to know the florists on board. They are a Dutch couple who do magnificent work. We asked about their education and were stunned that they had 6 years of training at a cost of 100Euros a week for flowers, in addition to tuition. They said that there is a higher level of education, but that they don’t want to do it because then they will severely limit the number of jobs they can get because they will be too expensive.
Winnie
Labels: 2008, Jan 12
January 8, 2008 (Personal)
Last night was a formal night and on this cruise, we have to host a table in the dining room on formal nights. Last time Carter seemed to get called away for all of these dinners, so I tried to prepare myself this time. I memorized the names and tried to remember who was married to whom, but once I sat down, I had no clue. It all became a blur. Oh, well. Carter didn’t get called away, thank goodness, dinner was delicious and we had a most pleasant time.
Today was in Puerto Limon, Costa Rica and since we were here about 6 weeks ago, I didn’t feel deprived if we didn’t get off the ship. Carter, on the other hand, did. So we got off in the afternoon, at the height of the heat, and went in search of a regular supermarket. We found one, but you had to check EVERYTHING when you went in, so I decided to wait on the outside with our packs and let Carter do the shopping. Definitely not the best idea. I thought he would never come out! I stood there for a while, feeling the sweat run down my back and legs – this humidity is amazing. We had discussed that we wanted small water bottles to carry at each port or to the workout center. Well, he proudly presented me with a 2 liter bottle of water. It is so big, it hardly fits in the frig!
Our other adventure was to locate a passenger on the ship to make sure everything was ok. It was most difficult since this person’s description was “white hair and a little heavy set.” That describes at least 60-80% of the ship’s passengers. I had met this person, so I was brought along to identify. We must have walked several miles before we were successful.
Our safe is still locked from the last passenger and I am getting weary of carrying all of our treasures. Since we are crew, we get last priority – plus these passengers expect to get what they want, when they want it. They certainly have paid for it. I just keep reminding myself that I am gaining muscles. It could be worse.
Tomorrow is the Panama Canal – straight thru in one day. There is a balcony right in front of our room that is at the very front of the ship. I am sure it will be crowded early in the morning. I’ll just have to keep the curtains closed.
Winnie
Labels: 2008, Jan 12
Fuerto Amador, Panama
While only a twenty minute drive from the capital of Panama, Fuerto Amador is a quick stop away from the metropolis of Panama City. With over one million people (approximately one-third the total country’s population) living in its metropolitan area, Panama City is easily the largest city in Panama Province. The diverse cultural background of its residents is seen through the variety of its inhabitants: mainly mestizo (mixed European and Native American heritage) and mulatto (mixed European and African heritage), as well as European and black Caribbean descendents from 19th and 20th century immigrants. Panama City runs from southwest to northeast along the shore of the Bay of Panama; the metropolitan area covers 262 square miles (678 square kilometers). Due to its historical and geographical significance, Panama is a blend of cultures from around the world. This is clearly noticed with the multiplicity of architectural styles – from colonial ruins, modern high-rises, lavish houses and squatters’ slums.
Republic of Panama
Panama is the most southern country in Central America. Due to its geographical location, some think of it as a transcontinental country, due largely to the creation of the engineering marvel, the Panama Canal. This has made Panama an international business center as well as a transit country, providing many economic benefits and opportunities. Panama has the third largest economy, largest expenditure on resource consumption and is the largest consumer in Central America.
Casco Viejo
Remains of Spanish fortification walls to protect against pirates can still be seen around the Casco Viejo, “Old City,” which lies on a peninsula in the southwest. Although some buildings from the 1670’s, the time period when the fortification was built, still exist today, the area now houses the Presidential Palace.
Labels: 2008, January 10
Jan 7, 2008 (Personal)
Most of the rest of yesterday was a total loss for me. The night before, as we were cruising the seas, I did my usual workout, showered and got ready for dinner when our room began to bounce all over. Although I have only had it once, I knew I was heading for fierce seasickness. I broke into a sweat, felt dizzy and “needed” to lie down. I found a Meclizine, took ½ and lost all ambition in life. Carter, on the other hand, had felt one little rock and took his meds immediately. He was functional.
I woke up the next day, but had a hangover feeling all day. I think they say these meds are effective for 12 hours, but for me it is 24. At least the side effects. I was able to do my administrative duties in the afternoon and definitely ate a good dinner last night.
Last night as we were getting ready for dinner, we got a call from the bridge asking us to close our curtains – all the way. We are so far forward on the ship that the light from our cabin bothers the captain. No wonder we feel so much motion!
I figured out the hydraulic lift sound. It is the curtain for the stage. I am able to hear all of the shows thru our floor, although the words aren’t distinct and the quiet sounds are lost. We had a classical guitarist last night and he was rather quiet. Regis, on the other hand, was loud. I didn’t know he could sing…..And he was quite good.
This year we are eating dinner with the crew in the Lido from 6-7pm, so not only are we able to have an earlier schedule, we are also eating a little healthier. Carter can see all of the food he is eating as he carries it on his tray. Space is the limiting factor. I can get all the vegetables I like, which thrills me, so we are both happy. And we have to get up and walk over to the dessert area, if we want that treat.
I have found a reasonable place for my work. I am in the midsection of the ship, in a private corner. So far work has been mercifully reasonable. I probably should not have written that. It will jinx it for sure.
We thought we were being to wise this morning, getting up early – around 5:30. Carter went to work out and I went to do my patients. It seemed amazingly quiet to me, but I was able to work without interruption and Carter said there was no trouble getting the machines he wanted……Then at 9am I decided to go to Tai Chi. I got to the class and the instructor was one of the regular “Spa” instructors, but she had a British accent, so I thought that was ok. She put us thru a rather rigorous exercise program, but none of it was familiar for Tai Chi. After a while I figured I wasn’t in Tai Chi……Come to find out we had not been notified that there was an hour time change last night. We thought it was tonight. So I was in an aerobics class at 8am, soon to be followed by the Tai Chi class at 9am. Well, I have strengthened and stretched more than normal in just 2 hours. I’ll just have to do the machines tonight and I can leave the weights until tomorrow. I’m already sore in some rather unusual places. Kit, you would be proud.
We have had quite a time getting the safe in our room opened. This is annoying because I have to carry all our “valuables” everywhere. I have checkbooks, cell phone, cash, travelers’ checks, etc. I would love to unload it. Carter took my backpack several days ago to carry something and promptly lost it, so I am using the ubiquitous Holland America bag. I just hope someone else doesn’t pick it up inadvertently.
Last time we didn’t bring along enough deodorant or white socks. This time we have an abundance of those, but are lacking lotion and bar soap. The last time they were provided, but times have changed. I’ll slip off at Panama. I know I can get them easily there. One of the other doctors was kind enough to loan me some and I need to repay her.
Winnie
Labels: 2008, Jan 7
Saturday, January 05, 2008 (Personal)
Day 2
Why is it so hard to change routines? I even forgot to put on my sunscreen this morning – but I did shower and brush my teeth. It seems like so many false steps and re-tries on every task.
It was very rocky last night and we heard that several ships were unable to come into Port Everglades until later because of the high seas. No wonder we rolled all night. Carter had taken a Dramamine, so he was out until 6am. He seems to insist on a close attachment to the blankets, so I am asking for an extra one tonight. He also takes up the same amount of bed, no matter its size. Unfortunately, our bed is about a ¾ double. This will take several days for me to adjust to – but I will work out hard so I am truly exhausted. I’m sure I’ll wake up if I am bounced to the floor, but hopefully all else will not affect me.
Today is mainly for administrative tasks. We had to attend a class on safety and security – and I got to see a film of what my RAFT will look like as it inflates in mid-air. Not all that reassuring. Then Carter had to attend an environmental class on-line for 2 hours. I started doing it with him just to keep him company, but it was SO boring, I had to leave or fall asleep.
So far I have walked up and down the stairs repeatedly, just trying to figure out my computer. I was able to get on in our room, but got knocked off within seconds, over and over. Last night I was able to do 2.5 patients, so I just gave up and went to sleep. I guess our room has wireless – sort of. So it seems I need to go to the center of the ship and to get better reception. That seemed easy. But my computer decided only to work with the mouse, and I had left that in the room, several floors up and more than half the ship forward. So I shut everything down and went for the mouse. Now I am totally convinced I need a lighter computer. I feel as though I have worked out on the stairmaster, as well as doing a workout of the shoulders and back.
Carter is a real smoozer, as most of you know. These people are truly happy to see him out here again. He would have been a great internist, so this can feed into his skills there. He will get enough emergency stuff (already a full clinic this morning and he was supposed to have it off for administrative duties), but he seems to love the follow-up. I just had coffee with a sweet 87 year old woman I’ll call Anita (I actually thought that was her name, but it wasn’t – oh, well, never was very good with names.) Her husband used to work on cruise ships and since his death she has cruised every world cruise so she could dance. The dancing is out this year due to knee pain. She and I used to do laundry together – she was washing her wigs in the washer! Anyway, she is plotting her visit with Carter to see if he can help her.
We have Regis Philbin as the entertainer tonight. Sounds fun. I have heard the rehearsals up close and personal through the floor of our room. They must use some type of hydraulic lift on the stage because it sounds as if they are bringing up the anchor right under my bed.
Winnie
Labels: 208, January 5
January 4, 2008 (Personal)
4:30 pm
We are about to leave Ft. Lauderdale and the passengers having a mandatory boat drill. I, however, have been assigned to a life RAFT, which sounds far less safe than a life BOAT. Carter, on the other hand, has been assigned to a BOAT. Here’s hoping we never have to use these emergency drills for real.
Getting here has been a trial with late planes, then missed planes, rescheduling after an overnight flight (which meant no sleep for yours truly), and then extra luggage to deal with. Carter got an ultrasound unit which was my baby as we flew. Then once here there was a huge steamer trunk that had the ultrasound table, so that had to be dealt with. I feel as though I have already had my workout today, just getting to the room.
The Tia Chi instructor and his wife, plus the rabbi and minister, had to be cancelled due to health reasons, so that is a disappointment. I’m sure they will have someone else. In general, it is fun to see many familiar faces – how these people can afford to spend 4 months on board, year after year, is beyond me. The passengers are thrilled that Carter is back as the doctor, but all vow they don’t want to see him anywhere except the dining room. And Carter is trying to avoid eating in the dining room, in hopes of filling his uniforms less snuggly than the last trip.
Our room is located on the Verandah deck, which sounds wonderful, but we are located at the very front of the ship and right over the auditorium. I’ve lived thru one band practice already and the floor vibrates. I thought I could just take out my hearing aids and avoid the distraction. Maybe not, if the percussion is loud. It will feel like home when I broke my arm and was sleeping on the couch, trying to sleep thru Nate and Ben’s music. The room seems much brighter than the last time, mainly because there isn’t a port hole, but an angled window facing the sky. The bathroom is a similar configuration to last time. Step-saver in size, but there seems to be a little more room. This time you can turn around without having to stand in the shower. We still can’t get 2 of us in there unless one is in the shower, but that is fine. I love my bathtub, so I will be dreaming of that for the next 4 months.
Carter is working with a completely female medical department. I love it! I have met them all and they should make a wonderful team. He is having endless meetings today. I hope we can meet for dinner.
More later. Keep the e-mails coming.
Winnie
Labels: 2008, January 4
The Panama Canal
The Panama Canal is considered to be the Eighth Wonder of the Modern World and has shortened the trip around the continent of South America by 7,000 miles (11,265 kilometers). The Canal itself was first perceived by King Charles V of Spain, who, in 1523 decided to make a survey of the Canal area. The survey was completed in 1524, but the enormity of the task disillusioned the Spanish and discouraged any attempts at construction. In 1894, the Gold Rush brought about both the completion of the Panama Railroad across the Isthmus and the development of the West Coast of the United States. After Panama’s independence from Colombia in1903, Panama and the United States signed a treaty authorizing the construction of the Panama Canal. The United States guaranteed Panama’s independence and, for the sum of $10,000,000, Panama granted the United States power and authority within the then ‘Canal Zone.’ In addition, the United States agreed to pay an annuity of $250,000 beginning nine years after the ratification of the treaty. This annuity was increased to $430,000 in 1936 and to $1,930,000 in 1955. On May 4, 1904, the United States purchased the rights and properties of the Canal construction from the French Canal Company for $40,000,000. Ten years later, after the loss of over 6,000 lives from Yellow Fever and Cholera, the Panama Canal was completed at a cost of $387,000,000.
Labels: 2008, January 9
Puerto Limon, Costa Rica
Puerto Limón is the capital city of Costa Rica and the country's main Caribbean port with a population of around 105,000 (including many neighboring small cities). The city and the province in general, is home to most of Costa Rica's citizens of African descent. Originally from Jamaica, these workers were brought to the area in the late 19th century to build the railroad line from San José to Limón. The train boosted the country's banana exports and economy in general. By the time the line was closed, the city was the country's primary harbor. Costa Rica is located on the Central American isthmus, 10° north of the equator and 84° west of the Prime Meridian. It borders both the Caribbean Sea to the east and the Pacific Ocean to the west, with a total of 802 miles (1,290 kilometers) of coastline. It is about the size of West Virginia and shares that state's reputation for excellent whitewater kayaking and rafting opportunities. Costa Rica was the first country in the world to constitutionally abolish its army and is home to a rich variety of plants and animals; while the country has only about 0.1 percent of the world's landmass, it contains 5 percent of the world's biodiversity. About 23 percent of Costa Rica is composed of protected forests and reserves.
costa rica’s culture
With a relatively small Native American population, Costa Rica has been strongly influenced by the culture and traditions of Spain. The Roman Catholic cultural pattern of Spain, with emphasis on the family and the church, has evolved into a national style of life. Festivals in honor of patron saints are a colorful part of village and town life. The guitar, accordion, and mandolin have traditionally been the most popular musical instruments.
costa rica’s agriculture
Some 9.9 percent of Costa Rica’s land area is under cultivation or used for plantation agriculture. Apart from banana plantations, most of the agricultural landholdings are small. Coffee, one of the most valuable crops, is cultivated mainly in the central plateaus. In 2002, 155,200 metric tons of coffee was produced. Bananas are raised in the tropical coastal regions on plantations. In the late 19th and early 20th century a United States firm, the United Fruit Company (now United Brands), opened the largest banana plantation in the world on the Pacific coast of Costa Rica and constructed the ports of Quepos and Golfito as banana-shipping points. Cacao, sugarcane, and pineapples are also raised primarily for export. Corn, rice, vegetables, tobacco, and cotton are generally cultivated throughout the country.
Labels: 2008, January 8
Georgetown, Grand Cayman
Less than ten years ago Grand Cayman was a sleeping British Colony, its only trademarks were its peaceful way of life and its magnificent beaches. Another distinction for the island was its freedom from taxation; this was granted by King George III as a reward to the people for the rescue of everyone in the famous “Wrecking of Ten Ships,” which took place off the east coast of Grand Cayman in 1788. This tax-exempt status has attracted over 450 banks to the island with a population of only 18,500. Don’t be surprised if you can only distinguish a few banks because the majority are not “full service” but are dedicated to “off-shore banking.” The capital, George Town, stands at the west end of the island, and it’s easily seen on foot. This is where you will find the main concentration of restaurants and shops. The island is listed among the top four diving locations in the world, however please remember to “take only pictures and leave the bubbles.” If you prefer to stay on top of the water, then the aptly named Seven Mile Beach is the place to visit. It is undoubtedly one of the finest beaches in the world with crystal clear water. Or enjoy a few hours in “Hell” – a tiny island village; if you mail your postcards from there, they’ll bear the postmark “Hell.”
Labels: 2008, January 6
