Last glimpse of the Black Watch


Dan and I got up at the crack of Burke (i.e. an hour later than intended) and drove down to Dover to collect the suitcases from the ship. I was hoping to watch her come into port – but as usual we were too late and the car was shouting for diesel so we had to stop on the way as well.

Our bags were about the last off the ship, so while we were waiting we saw some of the passengers that we had got to know, and spent some time with Theng Theng as her taxi had been delayed on the motorway.
In an unusual fit of efficiency managed to unpack all four suitcases and have put everything away! Oh, apart from the suitcases.

Last glimpse of the Black Watch


Dan and I got up at the crack of Burke (i.e. an hour later than intended) and drove down to Dover to collect the suitcases from the ship. I was hoping to watch her come into port – but as usual we were too late and the car was shouting for diesel so we had to stop on the way as well.

Our bags were about the last off the ship, so while we were waiting we saw some of the passengers that we had got to know, and spent some time with Theng Theng as her taxi had been delayed on the motorway.
In an unusual fit of efficiency managed to unpack all four suitcases and have put everything away! Oh, apart from the suitcases.

Last day – Halifax


Here is the captain (on the bridge)
We were leaving the ship at Halifax, and had been told that we could leave luggage on board before we set out.
When I went to the reception to ask what we should do about the bags they had no idea – and sent me to see the Cruise Director – who said that reception should know – went back to reception who said that there would be a charge for each bag. We eventually got it sorted out, but it meant that we didn’t have long in Halifax, as we were being picked up to go to the airport at 1430.
Still, we managed a couple of hours walking around, and had our port of call drink!

This graveyard was shut – we could only peer through the gates and over the walls.



Halifax is lovely – and very interesting. It is where the people who died on the Titanic were buried, and had a big immigration museum, but we didn’t have time to go to either – another place to go back to.
We were taken to the airport in a very flash car (no idea what it was but it had leather seats ) driven by a lady who told us her life story as we headed out to the airport -she had lived in Charleston and hadn’t liked it! How can that be!?
We had a while before the flight left but decided to check in early – which was lucky as I had forgotten that I had nail varnish and perfume in a carry on bag – so poor Phil had to go and get them put in a clear plastic bag. Not sure what magical properties these clear plastic bags have against the power of explosive perfume.
While I waited for him to come back I watched the security screening – some of which is absolutely ridiculous and shaming – but be satisfied that if there are any crippled eighty odd year old women suicide bombers then they will not get through the screening process!
Taking off from Halifax was beautiful – there was a big shaft of sunlight shining through the clouds onto the trees below showing all the lovely reds and oranges.
The flight to Montreal didnt take long – unfortunately it was above cloud all the way so we couldn’t see land.
We had to go and check in at Montreal and go through the security process again, then there was about a 4 hour wait until the BA flight, which went quickly.
I managed to doze a lot of the way back – it was only 5 hours.
Jake and Jill picked us up at Heathrow – we had a brilliant time – I want to go off again now! Sod the glad to be home bit!
Despite loving my family and friends dearly, I could gladly travel non stop.

Last day – Halifax


Here is the captain (on the bridge)
We were leaving the ship at Halifax, and had been told that we could leave luggage on board before we set out.
When I went to the reception to ask what we should do about the bags they had no idea – and sent me to see the Cruise Director – who said that reception should know – went back to reception who said that there would be a charge for each bag. We eventually got it sorted out, but it meant that we didn’t have long in Halifax, as we were being picked up to go to the airport at 1430.
Still, we managed a couple of hours walking around, and had our port of call drink!

This graveyard was shut – we could only peer through the gates and over the walls.



Halifax is lovely – and very interesting. It is where the people who died on the Titanic were buried, and had a big immigration museum, but we didn’t have time to go to either – another place to go back to.
We were taken to the airport in a very flash car (no idea what it was but it had leather seats ) driven by a lady who told us her life story as we headed out to the airport -she had lived in Charleston and hadn’t liked it! How can that be!?
We had a while before the flight left but decided to check in early – which was lucky as I had forgotten that I had nail varnish and perfume in a carry on bag – so poor Phil had to go and get them put in a clear plastic bag. Not sure what magical properties these clear plastic bags have against the power of explosive perfume.
While I waited for him to come back I watched the security screening – some of which is absolutely ridiculous and shaming – but be satisfied that if there are any crippled eighty odd year old women suicide bombers then they will not get through the screening process!
Taking off from Halifax was beautiful – there was a big shaft of sunlight shining through the clouds onto the trees below showing all the lovely reds and oranges.
The flight to Montreal didnt take long – unfortunately it was above cloud all the way so we couldn’t see land.
We had to go and check in at Montreal and go through the security process again, then there was about a 4 hour wait until the BA flight, which went quickly.
I managed to doze a lot of the way back – it was only 5 hours.
Jake and Jill picked us up at Heathrow – we had a brilliant time – I want to go off again now! Sod the glad to be home bit!
Despite loving my family and friends dearly, I could gladly travel non stop.