It’s been a bit of an odd day today.
It’s Sunday – but it doesn’t feel like a Sunday at all. I had a class this morning, it being a sea-day; day two of three days at sea as we head towards our next destination, Nuku Alofa in Tonga, but the rest of the day has felt like a bit of a non-event.
We’ve taken to getting up early on the morning of class to set the room up before breakfast, instead of doing it late afternoon of the day before, simply because it feels like less of a clash with other things (there’s another group that meets in the craft room from 5pm until 6pm). Another reason is because – at the moment – we’re still not one hundred percent certain that there will be a class until we see it printed in the daily programme, which we don’t get to see until about 7pm.
The non-day feel has been exaccerbated by heavy, persistent rain putting a stop to walking around the top deck as we would have liked, and when we have been out, the hope of seeing any wildlife has also been hugely disappointing.