Right, we've been home a week now and have our landlegs back so here's a whistlestop tour of the rest of the ports of call then on to the barn and the brain, both of which have seen plenty of activity recently.
Rome
After Elba it was on to Rome. We had a fairly lengthy coach trip from the port of Civitavecchia into Rome. It was Good Friday - Easter's not the best time to visit Rome. The Pope was too busy to see us for afternoon tea and there were massive queues for St Peter's Basilica and the Sistine Chapel. We did queue for the Chapel for two hours then gave up when we realised that American tourists were paying to jump to the front. So we went for a wander, enjoying lunch in a little street looking back to the Vatican and then for coffee in Navona square before heading back to the coach. Once back on board it soon became obvious that we wouldn't be leaving harbour that night. No electricity whatsoever for 8 hours which meant no lights, cold food, no loo flushing and other such delights. It also meant we had to miss Corsica, eventually setting sail the next morning directly for Gibraltar......
Gibraltar
Rome
After Elba it was on to Rome. We had a fairly lengthy coach trip from the port of Civitavecchia into Rome. It was Good Friday - Easter's not the best time to visit Rome. The Pope was too busy to see us for afternoon tea and there were massive queues for St Peter's Basilica and the Sistine Chapel. We did queue for the Chapel for two hours then gave up when we realised that American tourists were paying to jump to the front. So we went for a wander, enjoying lunch in a little street looking back to the Vatican and then for coffee in Navona square before heading back to the coach. Once back on board it soon became obvious that we wouldn't be leaving harbour that night. No electricity whatsoever for 8 hours which meant no lights, cold food, no loo flushing and other such delights. It also meant we had to miss Corsica, eventually setting sail the next morning directly for Gibraltar......
Gibraltar
Dodgy prawn to blame this time for the Fifster's unbalanced stomach so she stayed in bed and I was let loose in Gibraltar on my own....it was daunting to say the least and I only managed just short of an hour before the brain said I had to make it back to ship, just time to call at the chemist for Pepto, M & S to try and replace - unsuccessfully - Fiona's blouse that blew out to sea somewhere off Corsica (there's a well dressed dolphin somewhere in the Med) and some whiskey pop for Pops. Sorry, Jo+Jo, that we didn't get to see you but we did find you a boat - let us know when it's delivered.......!
Home Again
We then set sail for England and arrived back in Cheshire for a hectic week of barn activity. A Shirl's kitchen is half in, half out, our kitchen has arrived as have the range and the fridge freezer, bathrooms have begun to be tiled, doors have locks on them, drain pipes and down pipes are being fitted and our shower is going in. It's beginning to look like home! We bought lightfittings, more bedding, changed colour schemes (again!) and can actually begin to envisage moving in.
It's been an intense brain week also, and not so good. I slept every afternoon on the cruise which has continued since we've been home, a good couple of hours every day which is a bit of a backward step I feel. Also getting quite a few headaches and sheer exhaustion with any activity. When we got back there was a written appointment for me to see Dr Embryo on May 15th and today I had a message from the hospital saying he's seen the scans and now wants to see me on 8th May so I'm a bit confused.....Doc Simon's referred me to a psychologist which will hopefully help on the mental side, get things into some sort of perspective.
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Brenda says: "We're always very pleased to hear from you - and how things are progressing. But we're sorry to hear you're not feeling too well.
"Perhaps you've been pushing yourself too hard. Take care, and don't worry about having a little sleep - it will refresh you."
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