Thursday June 13 – At Sea

Another 25 hour day today, so we are now 8 hours behind Melbourne.  As we made our way towards the Suez Canal, we had Egypt on both sides of us with oil rigs all over the place. As we approached our holding bay near the entrance to the canal, other ships got into line behind us.  There was a beautiful mosque at the entrance to the Canal. Tomorrow, we will be first in the convoy of 32 ships heading towards Port Said.  The other convoy of 28 ships will be coming from Port Said.  We had dinner with Sue in the Steakhouse tonight.  Despite the name you can have lobster there for a very modest price.

Today, I read the book, Ruin by Dervia McTiernan.  The word Ruin has an acute over the ‘u’ and is an Irish word meaning hidden or a secret.  Quite a gripping thriller set in Galway.

Bill here. Choir continued today with a new favourite song of all time from our super enthusiastic cruise director and bopping choir leader Jody – Shotgun. A catchy recent tune. Sing along if you know it. Certainly we have had plenty of time underneath the hot sun since our time in the Middle East.

Shotgun

George Ezra

Homegrown alligator, see you later
Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road
The sun it changed in the atmosphere
Architecture unfamiliar
I can get used to this

Time flies by in the yellow and green
Stick around and you'll see what I mean
There's a mountaintop that I'm dreaming of
If you need me you know were I'll be

I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone

The south of the equator, navigate it
Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road
Deep-sea diving 'round the clock, bikini bottoms, lager tops
I could get used to this

Time flies by in the yellow and green
Stick around and you'll see what I mean
There's a mountaintop that I'm dreaming of
If you need me you know were I'll be

I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone

We got two in the front
Two in the back
Sailing along
And we don't look back

Time flies by in the yellow and green
Stick around and you'll see what I mean
There's a mountaintop that I'm dreaming of
If you need me you know were I'll be

I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone, a someone, a someone, someone

Songwriters: Frederick John Philip Gibson / George Ezra Barnett / Joel Laslett Pott