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We are ready for the next adventure!
We were up early and checked every drawer twice before we left the room. Because we had “The Key,” we had breakfast service in the Grille, where we could watch the hustle and bustle of people getting off the ship. We were not in a hurry. We were moving so slowly that a sloth passing by gave us a judgmental look and said, “Come on, folks, I’ve got places to be!”
The room was about 50% full, so it was very quiet!
As we exited the grille, we found a lady holding a key. She got us through the lines in about 20 seconds, and everyone wondered why we passed them by!
Our porter was super! He grabbed everything and took us to the curb. I gave him $50, and he was appreciative! We then waited for our taxi, and we waited and waited. The taxi driver got hung up in traffic for quite a while. We were the only remaining passengers leaving the ship when the driver arrived.
While loading the bag, our original ported ran up from another job and said, “These are my people; I will load them up!” Our taxi driver loaded one handbag before passing out from the stress.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Joe drove our Tijuana Taxi, his new favorite chick magnet. We thought he would be in the grey Soccer Mom’s van!
Joe may want to keep this car to drive in the desert!
We got home quickly (because we all provided him directions after he went through three clover leaves attempting to avoid traffic). It was live Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride!
Arriving home, we all kissed the Earth and thanked our stars for the safe journey home from the ship. In a cloud of dust and a hearty “Hi Yo Silver,” Senior Joe and his taxi took off again…probably looking for a paying customer!
We sat around all afternoon and visited. The kids did their wash since they are going to see Pete and Lisa tomorrow morning.
Mary fixed a small pastrami sandwich (without the pastrami) to hold us over until later in the evening.
Around 5:00 pm, we went to the Elks and had dinner, but at 7:00 pm, Old Mr. Sandman made a delivery, and by 7:30 pm, we were all in bed sawing logs!
Robin Is In Chile Today!
Sail Day 3 – Feb. 21, Puerto Montt, Chile; Weather 72 drgrees. We took a private tour with a small group of fellow passengers to Vincente Perez Rosales National Park to see the Petrohue Waterfalls, Orsono Valcano (where you can see the last eruption of ash in 2011 hardened on the ground in some locations), Puerto Varas, where we were treated with a lake side wine and traditional Empanada and finally the city of Frutiller where on the road to this city, the tour guide kept saying cooken but we didn’t know what he was referring to.. he said it a couple of times “the best cooken, wait and see”. Once we arrived in Frutiller he led us on foot to an authentic German Kuchen Bakery established by German immigrants 1846-1914! I immediately thought of Mary and her stories of life in Germany and going to Octoberfest with her and papa. Maggie ordered a fantastic apple strudle and I opted for staying on my diet. As it turned out our tour guide was a descendant of German great-grandparents although his Spanish language skiils and coloring were definitely Cillean. It was a great day.
