And it gets worse.
Trip Start Mar 12, 2011
110Trip End Dec 15, 2011
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We were told this morning that we would be docking around lunchtime.
We were told this lunchtime that we would be docking around dinner time.
We were told this afternoon that we would be docking around 8pm.
We were told this dinner time that we would be docking tomorrow morning.
Either its too foggy, or its too rough, or they want us to spend more in the dinner room. No idea.
I had a breakfast of 2 fried eggs and bread, and tea. Fried in deep fat. Not healthy, but at least hot fatt has to kill all the bugs
Bread and cheese and salami (that we had bought in Baku) for lunch, with an orange.
This afternoon, Martin started walking up and down the deck, to get some exercise, or to relieve the boredom. I decided to go for a run round the ship. After 3 laps, the guy came out of the bridge and told me to stop. Not sure why, either he was worried that I might sweat and make the place smell, or my pounding the decks was making the ship roll, and might cause an increase in the swell, so they couldnt dock. So I sat and did a page of Sudoku.
Oh, we used the Sat phone to try and find out whether our guide had given up in disgust and gone home, and contacted Dave back in Baku to sort a couple of things.
Now its just gone 9, and we are preparing for another early night. Not much to do here, as you may have gathered. Ablutions still foul, although apparently some of them do flush, its just a case of finding which one at any given moment.
As you can see, its an event laden day. If you find the current blogs boring, then spare a thought for us, it lasts longer that your 2 minutes to read it, it takes us all day to live through
Martin's marine moment:
I think the only chance this hulk has of reaching shore is a tsunami.My theory is that they wait until departing ferry from Turkmenistan is full and then swop over.Meanwhile a queue builds up in Baku and the process repeats itself.As the main cargo is a freight train (there are only about 6 lorries and our car on board) it must be that which drives the timing.Its not a timed service.As Mike Horgan would say its at best a just in case one.In a way I'm thankful we did not roll off tonight - arriving in new city in dark is not a good thing.We are due to meet bloke from people who are organising visas for us - he has apparently been here for 3 days.Or rather there.We're here but we cannot get there.
So its Day 24 of our journey.After 14 we were a 1 1/2 days ahead but now after 9 odd days of relative inactivity we are 2-3 days behind.This is recoverable provided we have no major issues.Of the 9 days 5 were scheduled in to sort out the ferry we now call home.
I know you are all waiting with baited breath for the next instalment of Abdullah and Ivor but quite honestly this is no time for us to enjoy ourselves.
We've had a couple of evening meals on board.last night SpagBol and tonight Rice and Sparrow.Liberally oiled and with the benefit of ageing.We're eager sippers of tea -served black in rose - patterned teapots and dispensed into a thumb and finger thimble.I have mine with sugar cubes and am getting quite used to it.Nothing new for you Emily.
We wonder when we will have an opportunity to transmit this tosh to the world at large and are not sure when to break radio silence and assure our families that we are still around.Possibly suffering a little from cabin fever but surely tomorrow will see a change of surroundings.