Reykjavik, Iceland

Welcome to Reykjavik!

Ed and I spent Thanksgiving week here some years back and squeezed in about as much as we possibly could have, so today I didn't feel the pressure to see and do everything in just one port visit. (Plus I'll be back two more times this summer.) 

Since our ship was docked in the industrial area, I took the free shuttle to the Harpa Concert Hall. It's quite a spectacular looking building.

From the concert hall, Scooter and I rolled around the surrounding areas. So much about today's visit felt familiar. I saw some of the same sights as before.

Was reminded of the beautiful artwork

and the different styles of graffiti. 

I ate at some of the same places, too. Just like on our previous visit, I had a famous Icelandic hot dog with everything. The Pylsur lamb dog had mustard, ketchup, remoulade, raw onions, and crispy fried onions.

Too bad I still can’t taste or smell anything

A little bakery treat for later

I shopped in some of the same stores as before, snagging some new bling for Scooter.

It took a few relaxing hours to wander my way back around. While I had a map in my pocket I never brought it out once. 

Grab some rocks and make your own sculptures at the bus loading zone

It was a good way to spend the first day out of the cabin. I'm still not feeling well and am sleeping a lot, and everything continues to taste like toilet water, but the Icelandic air was refreshing. Tomorrow we're in Isafjordur. It's a tender port so I hope to get to go ashore.

Time zone changes so far: 7

Want to know more about Reykjavik and Iceland? Check out some info and photos from my previous time here:
Reykjavik sights
Swimming in the Blue Lagoon

The Golden Circle Tour

Isolation No More

After six days in isolation I've received a golden ticket. A self-test with a negative result, followed by a test done by the medical center to confirm the result.

Now I'm a one stripe zebra instead of two!

So now what? I can go out and about wherever I'd like. I'll need to wear a mask for a while not because I'm contagious, but because my immune system is depleted and they don't want me catching the flu. I guess while I've been isolated the flu has popped up on the ship? In June? Since I'm still feeling not so great I'm planning on just staying put here in the cabin. Iceland is coming up in a few days with Norway following quickly behind so I (along with my medical team) think it best I keep laying low for a while and rest up.

I'll need to be full strength to tackle June

Since I'm now in self isolation instead of mandatory isolation, I'll lose my daily calls from the medical center and the calls from dining to place my meal orders. It was nice having those calls when I was at my sickest, but I can take care of my own room service needs now. Something I did wish I had from day one is the letter I received the day before I was released. I had bugged guest services every single day for this information sheet and was told every single day it was on its way. Sure would have been nice to know some of these things during isolation. Someone or a whole bunch of someones messed up in providing the communication in a timely manner. Anyway, you can’t always believe what you read because some of the information wound up not being accurate.

Being I'm still staying away from people and spending my days resting in the cabin and getting my fresh air from the balcony, I missed the Most Traveled Guest Luncheon today. It's hard to make the cut on these transatlantic sailings because there are so many Elites onboard, so being invited to this week's but not being able to go was a big disappointment. But sweet Patrizia, the Loyalty and Events Manager (formally the Captain's Circle Host and soon to be another title, I believe) gave me a call and offered to send the meal up to the cabin. Don't have to ask me twice. Without the menu - and still with no taste and smell - I'm not sure exactly what I was eating. But I ate it anyway!

Salmon appetizer

Even more tender than last week's beef

I almost tasted a hint of lemon?

The foghorn has been getting its workout these last couple sea days. Guess it's one way to mask my hacking cough on the balcony. 

Internet is becoming a little more unstable so I'll sign off for now. See you in Reykjavik.

Time zone changes so far: 5. We also have another coming tonight and another one the next night.

Halifax, Nova Scotia

Before kiddo went off to college we spent the summer tent camping around the US trying to visit the last of the 50 states we had previously missed. Our rule was we could only count the state if we ate, slept, or went to the bathroom there. We got them all in (whew) and have applied the same rule when visiting provinces and countries. Being Nova Scotia is a new one for me and I’m still sick in isolation I wasn’t sure how I’d be able to count it today.

Did I eat there? I had lunch on my balcony with Halifax sort of in view. We docked up against a building but I could still see the city.

Did I sleep there? I bundled up with my sweatshirt and two deck blankets and napped on the balcony.

While the bathroom shouldn’t qualify as it happened inside (thank goodness, right?), I had something else count. My friends Vickie and Bernie live here. If you don't know them, they’re avid cruisers and blogged about it for years at vickieandbernietravel.blogspot.com. Vickie then went on to become a Destination Expert for Princess Cruises, sharing her knowledge with guests in places like South America, the Caribbean, and Canada and New England. Today Vickie and Bernie spent time with two of their other friends from this ship, and those good folks dropped off gifts from them. Now I can feel like I really did visit Nova Scotia. So kind of them to brighten my visit/non-visit day. Thanks you guys! 

Hmm...which one shall become Scooter's port-specific bling?

Goodbye, Nova Scotia. Maybe next time I'll get to step foot ashore!

We have five straight sea days coming up as we make our way to Iceland. As I’m uncertain what our Internet situation will be between here and there, I might not see you until June 5 in Reykjavik. 

Stay safe and healthy wherever you are. You know I'll be working on it.

Apologies for any errors in spelling or grammar...mind is still muddy.
Time zone changes so far: 4 at the moment but we have several coming up in the next few days.

Covid Isolation on the Island Princess

I didn't catch it over the last several years. I didn't catch it on the four cruises Ed and I went on last year nor on the cruise we went on earlier this year. With as sick as everyone was pretending they were not on last week's cruise it was bound to happen at some point on my solo summer adventure. And boy, has it happened. 

To all those people who have dismissed it as just a cold, or bragged about having caught it three or four times and weren't sick at all (I heard that several times last week), or think people should get over it, I'm happy for you. But please know it doesn't turn out that way for everyone. It has hit me and hit me hard. Based on the severity of my symptoms and my RA, the doctor is treating me with Paxlovid. It's a five day treatment costing me $700 out of pocket (charged to my onboard account) which I'm more than happy to pay. If I'm this sick on it, I can't imagine how sick I would be without it. 

Most of my days are spent coughing a pretty nasty cough and blowing my nose, drinking lots of fluids, and trying to eat a bit here and there. For the most part I'm not able to do anything but sleep. My energy level is next to nil, and I've lost all the strength I built up from swimming two hours a day. I've set up little stations in the cabin to force myself to get up out of bed so I don't completely turn to jelly. Here's a little tour:

On one side of the bed is where I have some of my essentials. Pulse oximeter (brought from home), thermometer (provided by the medical center), my regular daily meds and vitamins so I don't forget to take them, some lip balm, hand sanitizer, and the current bottle of water I'm working on. Notice the small post office shipping box - I picked it up at the PO in Fort Lauderdale and was planning on using it for something else, but this purpose has become a bit more important.

On the other side of my bed is where I have my meal ordering station set up. Dining staff slips a new menu under my door every day and calls me to get my breakfast, lunch, and dinner order. To be able to reach it from the bed I had to stretch the phone from the desk and sit it on top of my Covid kit (also brought from home as a just-in-case).

My mini bar area has become my Covid medication and rehydration station. One of one pill in the morning, one of another pill in the morning and night, and three of another pill in the morning and night. With my brain feeling all foggy I've found it best to pop the pills out of their packing each morning and evening and place them on the counter to I make sure I don't forget to take them. I have my instant Propel with electrolytes, shaker bottle, and plastic straws from Sonic (all brought from home, other things packed for the just-in-case) and have been using the tap water out of the bathroom. Room service keeps me well-stocked with ice.

Between my bedside and the bathroom is my hazardous waste site. All garbage has to go into the bag.

Near my door is the staging area. I'm not allowed to leave the room, but I do put a mask on when I grab my meals from outside the door. I put a desk chair inside my door because I've found it impossible to carry a room service tray from outside the door all the way to my eating area.

Like my clever use for the card that turns on the lights?

The Blue Princess bag is full of masks, bags for trash and dirty linens, gloves,
and cleaning supplies. I have yet to have enough strength to spray one surface. 

Table where they place the food 
outside my door is from my balcony

I have two different eating areas. One is on the couch as it's the nearest place to drop the room service tray.

If the weather is nice, the other is outside on the balcony. It requires some careful stepping for this disabled gal to get there. As it has gotten colder I've started covering up with towels out there in order to get the fresh air my body craves. 

Another wheelchair accessible cabin on
Princess Cruises without balcony access. Ugh.

Food has been hot and delivered on time. Unfortunately I can't taste or smell anything, but I can feel textures. The other day's Philly cheesesteak had tender beef, a crunchy roll, creamy cheese, and crispy fries. But as to the flavor? It all tasted like toilet water to me. (Or at least what I would guess toilet water would taste like.) 

The medical staff have been amazing, checking on me daily. The dining and room service staff have been outstanding. But guest services has just plained sucked. I could play the Elite card, the Suite card, the on the ship for three month card, the disabled card, or the Covid isolation card. I haven't played any of those cards, but maybe if I combined them all together I would have been able to at least get a roll of toilet paper without having to wait for five hours? I'm trying hard to keep a positive attitude but when you're sick, sometimes it's hard.

I still have several days of isolation to go, and based on how I'm feeling I'm just fine sleeping through it. Tomorrow we're in Halifax, Nova Scotia. I hope my cabin will face land so I can watch all the going ons or I'll at least have some sunshine to sit in. I'll take either one. 

Until tomorrow...

Apologies for any errors in spelling or grammar...my mind is a little muddy.

Time changes so far: 4