A CHANGE OF COURSE

A CHANGE OF COURSE

This morning we realized that the captain had changed course and instead of going down the east coast of Newfoundland, we were sailing through the Belle Isle Strait between Newfoundland and Labrador and along the north shore of Quebec to the Gulf of St. Lawrence. It is hard to believe that in less than a week we will be home and having to shop, cook, and clean for ourselves. All good things have to come to an end, I guess.
On our hour walk, we saw only one bird but lots of boats - this must be a popular shipping lane. There would be five or six large vessels in view each time we circled the deck.
Lunch was a buffet where we could make our own pasta sauce - lots of garlic, hot chilli peppers, olive oil, parsley, and Parmesan. A quick stop at the salad bar for some fixings including black olives which I added to my pasta and voila, a delicious lunch. Our waiter, Branislav, refers to us as "My Spice Girls" because of our fondness for sambal hot chilli sauce.
Art class led to more creations for me but Norma put hers in the circular file. Time for a nap before heading to the Saloon and another dinner at Silk Road.
And to think, we have to do this all over again tomorrow.
A word about the temperature - this morning, 9 degrees, this afternoon, 14 degrees. We are heading back to summer weather. Long underwear no longer needed.