Category: Marco Polo

Today, we arrived in Leknes, what appears to be a beautiful place in the Lofoten Islands. I say ‘appears to be’ because, despite the time coming up to 11am, no-one has left the ship yet. An announcement was made quite early on telling us that, due to strong winds, we would not be able to tie-up alongside the quayside; instead,...

The Marco Polo does seem to have a habit of drawing attention to itself. Within an hour of it being confirmed that we’d managed to go and get ourselves embarrassingly stuck on a mud bank, a helicopter flew overhead and, by all accounts, local residents were driving down to the harbour to have a good ol’ gander at the stricken...

I still haven’t got used to not having a class in the morning, and having the whole morning to myself. After a leisurely breakfast, we took a short walk around the deck and headed into Scotts Bar to listen to Doreen, the Storyteller, who we enjoyed so much the last sea day. After Doreen, we went outside again, watching the...