Towards St Malo

There are a few things I adore about being at sea; being at sea, watching as dawn breaks and the basking in the sun sets. Next come the staff who greet you as long lost family members. They remember your name, your likes and dislikes. 

Last night was our first true sun set. The colours filled the sky and the fading blue added to the splendour. 

This morning portends toward another nice day, something we have been lacking until now.

Looking back through the photographs I took, the only break in the rain or dull, breezy and overcast was whilst out walking in Leixões, a brief snippet, and Vigo, for about 2 hours.

This morning is our final day and the sun comes out showing just how pleasant it could be.

That phrase 'better late than never' rings true here.

I am starting to feel more like myself but this virus is nasty and the coughing has pulled muscles in my rib cage...... bloody painful.

Shirley doesn't seem as bad today. It's probably the two whiskey and ginger she had last night. Chased the bugger away!

We anchored off shore on the side

furthest away from St Malo and the Ferry Terminal  with our cabins facing Dinard. To us, this looked far more interesting than the other side but still, we watched as the ducks travelled the greater distance from where we were to a docking point in St Malo.

No, we didn't get off but availed ourselves of warmth and relaxation up on the Lido Deck once more. It was really nice to be up there and to follow the sun around.

We've thanked the staff we wanted to and given tips to those we wish so now it's the wind down for disembarking tomorrow. 

I'm off at 9.25am (19) and Shirley is 9.35am (21) so neither of us have long to wait.