Barcelona, Monaco, Livorno, Civitaveccia, Naples, day at sea, Mykonos (cancelled due to choppy sea), Istanbul was Constantinople, Kusadasi, Athens, day at sea, Venice with overnight stay.
The Ruby Princess (not the jewel I expected her to be)
in Monte Carlo, our first port of call.
Deep Sea Diva
We arrived at our cabin on the Riviera deck, a very nice welcome gift awaited us, a splendid bowl of fruit, consisting of a pineapple, bananas, peaches and pears, however, the doily in the fruit bowl was ripped! Bijal, our punkawallah saw my distress and arranged to replace the offending doily right there and then. He was a lovely chap and a dream boat too.
Carmen, having just stirred.
Enjoying a coffee and a well deserved sit down at a street cafe in Piazza Navona, Rome. 14 euros for two cups of coffee! It did taste delicious though, just like Nescafe instant.
At the Grand Bazaar, Istanbul, we bumped into Scarlet Blue, looking all glam and what appears to be a lampshade on her head! The man at the stall saw me taking the photograph and came over "You like? I give you good price, nice present for your wife" I wouldn't say they were backward people, just a little bit slow at going forwards.
Oh those pesky Turks beckon you into their shops, once they have you inside, the latch is dropped, the blind is pulled down and they offer you apple tea and a ottomen. They would skin your grandmother alive and sell her a leather jacket.
My thin English lips would purse in disapproval at Carmen's night time calorific indulgence. Some nights she would have a big mound of chip on the side.