Well, we finally got the real info on who was taken to the hospital by helicopter. With all the old folks on this ship, you would assume it would be a sick oldie. Not so. It was a 30 year old kid here with his godparents. He has probably drunk himself to death. As of the last we heard he was still holding on in a hospital in Anchorage. We send our prayers his way.
We continued on toward Vancouver. We had a full 7 days at sea, even though we only used 6 calendar days. It did not make the trip any shorter. Even tho we love sea days, 7 of them in a row is a bit much. Especially since more than half of them were only 23 hours long. We lost one hour a day for 4 consecutive days. It sure messes up your internal clock.
When we get near Vancouver, we will not change the clock again. A bunch of us started pestering the captain. OK, we didn't just start pestering him, but this time we had a purpose. We wanted to go to Vancouver by way of the inland passage. You know, the beautiful waterway that goes between lovely forested islands and the Canadian mainland. We used all kinds of excuses, "We didn't get to see the Falkland Islands because of weather, sniff, sniff" or " We had to stop and have a rescue, sniff, sniff" or "We didn't get to go to the Seychelles due to pirates, sniff, sniff" and "We have had 6 days of rough seas, barf, barf"
Anyway, something must have worked (or he planned it all along) and we did get to said the inland passage.
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Just don't tell the girls that whining paid off!!!
~David Zrksio
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