The day we’d been eagerly looking forward to. Not just my freedom, but getting picked up by #1 grandson, who we missed at the pre-Christmas family catch up.
I must have been excited as I misread the clock and we were up and organised by 7:30am. Another sunny day. The ship was berthed on the port side just opposite ‘the Cake Tin’, the Wellington stadium. As a working port, we knew we couldn’t just walk off. Paula still wasn’t very well but put on a brave front as this was a highlight day.
As a working port, we weren’t allowed to just walk off, so we caught the complimentary shuttle and hopped out at the port gate, ready for a planned pick up at about 10am.
That was easy enough, then a ride out to Churton, where he is building houses on contract. He drove us around and pointed out each house he’d built. I’m staggered at how he can build a house on his own and do it so quickly.
Brunch was excellent and included a few strips of Silver Fern farmed venison, courtesy of his partner’s dad. So tender.
It was hot in the sun so we stayed indoors until it was time to return to the ship.
At the port entrance, we showed our photo ID and the young security officer just led us around the corner and pointed us towards the ship. Easy.
Paula was tired so to the cabin for the rest of the day. I grabbed some chicken and bok choy from the buffet and Paula just wanted a bread roll.
Bed was early and another film.
At least we managed to achieve what we wanted. A family catch up. From now on, we really don’t mind, but Paula is certainly far worse having tested negative, than I was having tested positive.
Napier tomorrow and nothing planned.
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