I’ve never been on a cruise. I have a weird memory of throwing up over the side of the boat when a friend of my mom’s, a nun who worked at the Kenmare School in Jersey City where my mom volunteered, took us out on her sailboat on NY Harbor. I’m not a boat person. But this travel across the English Channel is changing me. We splurged on a “Commodore Suite” since it was an overnight trip, so we’d be saving on a night of Airbnb. Four beds, TV, balcony… but then Brittany Ferries postponed our boat from last night to this morning, so we had an extra night in St. Malo, the picturesque, old-New England-looking walled city where we spent our last little part of our French trip. Bummer, but not really, since this way we’re not worried about getting sleep, which would be hard to do when there’s so much cool stuff to see on this ship and out in the ocean. A rainbow between two fortress-laden rocky islands bade us goodbye as we set off. I just read an issue of Bon Appetite I’d downloaded last summer (best restaurants list includes 2 in the Boston area!!), listening to Djo and Mitski— there is great new music being made!! I’ll pick up Moby Dick in a second. Been reading that since we were home in December. There’s a poster on the upper deck of whales and dolphins of the European North Atlantic, so I said hi to Mr. or Mrs. Sperm Whale.
