Sunday, 17 December 2017

Barcelona to Rome


So …



It’s 12.30 am and I’ve just boarded the ‘ferry’.  But, WTF.  There was no-one at the bag screener so I hung around for a minute or two and no-one came so I just walked up the walkway and onto the boat.  Just like everyone else, and anyone else who has a bomb in their bag.  Or a gun.  Or anything else they want to bring with them.

I’m in my cabin, in my bed that has a mattress about one inch thick – for cm people it is about two cms thick.  I have an outside cabin so at least I have a porthole that I can look out of.
My room number - it was between 9211 and 9215 ...
My cabin


I’ve been for a walk and had a hot chocolate and spoken with the barman, I was the only person in the whole room.  I asked where the other passengers were and he said they were probably still boarding but I only saw two other people at the port, so maybe it’s a thee person cruise... 
All the other people on the boat in the lounge area with me

Everybody in the dining room for lunch and dinner



I went up two flights of stairs to walk around the outside and there was a girl sitting outside with her dog.  Then as I was coming back to my cabin coming up the stairs were about twenty loud as teenagers, yelling and carrying on.  Yay!  I’m hoping they haven’t booked a cabin and have no need to come down this way.  Or that they at least have a cabin on a different level.  There are three or four levels of cabins, you don’t have to book a cabin, you can just hang out on the ferry which is what I am hoping they are going to do.  They will do that upstairs, hopefully in the bar, that was empty except for one person, and he was the entertainment.  He was singing to an empty room.  Good on him. 
One of the passageways of cabins on my deck


I don’t know what the story is with Barcelonian taxi drivers though.  The taxi driver spoke to me in English when I got into the cab, he confirmed that he knew where he had to take me at the port because there are about five different places apparently, and off we went.  As we got to the port we had to stop at the security gate and he was talking to the police in the booth and I was asking what the policeman was saying, the driver suddenly did not understand or speak English but pointed in the opposite direction while saying ‘No English’.  He had taken me to the wrong place.  When we got to the right place he was very apologetic, and I was as nice as I always am, the fare was 16 euro even though the meter showed 24 euro – 24 euro because he had taken me to the wrong bloody place.

Anyway, I am here, I am on my skinny bed, it is quiet outside my cabin so I’m going to try to go to sleep…



Next morning …

I slept but not the sleep of the dead.  Every time I turned over I woke up because I had to stop myself from falling out of bed because the 2cm thick mattress has a lean on it, leaning towards the outside!

It took ages to get to sleep, it didn’t help that there were announcements every half hour or so right up until 4.30am when we finally left Barcelona – 6 hours late.  I have asked at the Information desk what time we will be in Italy, she didn’t know but she will make an announcement.  I think she likes the P.A. system.

I was right about the lunatic young people, I didn’t hear any yelling or carry on during the night (what an old person – ‘carry on’) and when I came into the dining area there were three other people at a table and me.  I don’t think there are too many others on this ferry!  It runs every day/evening/whenever time it wants to and during the European winter I can’t see too many people wanting to do this trip.  Plus, I am discovering in Europe, tourism is not big on people’s agendas at the moment, people have no money to travel or go on holidays, the terror attack in Barcelona has slowed people down apparently and the political situation isn’t conducive to coming to Barcelona.  That was Spain.  Italy may be different.

It’s very calm waters but very overcast right now, it is 9.30am.  I am about to go and see if I can find out where I get my internet time from.  I’m guessing it is going to be slow internet so won’t bother trying to load this blog today, I will wait until I arrive in Italy and have wifi coverage.  I just want to touch base with home and get some messages.  
So … having issues with the internet package I bought, I keep getting the message that I have used all my time, but I can’t even get connected … the chick at ‘Information’ isn’t a whole lot of help, she stuck me in a room on my own and told me to wait and she would get someone to help me … half an hour later I left and said I would come back.  The ‘room’ is like a movie theatre.  All the seats were empty.  I’ve been to the top outside freezing cold deck and couldn’t even get connected there so about to go back to the “non-information” chick … this is where she told me to wait, again with all my friends …


Waiting with all my friends


So … got a new sign in number and it worked, have read messages from home and hopefully have disconnected so I can sign in again later and catch up again … it is horrible being so far away from home and disconnected when stuff is going on … but everyone is ok so no dramas.


I’m in one of the bars on the ferry/ship/sailing vessel now.  This is where the wifi is the strongest apparently.  The radio is on, all the chatter is in Italian but the music is English so that’s ok, I can make out some of the Italian chatter, but I don’t know where it is from so doubt I will get any Aussie news, might get some world news, haven’t heard any for over a week, that’s not always a bad thing though.  There are three others here, I am about 20 meters away from the closest person but I can hear every word he is saying.  I had forgotten how loud Italians are.  I feel sorry for the staff, there are no people to need them and to keep ‘busy’ they are walking around polishing things and readjusting the Christmas decorations.

So, just had lunch, the meal was ok considering I paid about $10 and have pilfered some into my bag for a snack later this arv.  I didn’t pilfer as much as the man sitting two tables away from me,  I pilfered an orange and my bottle of water, I was watching him as he took the chips off his plate and was putting them into a small plastic container beside him on the chair, next in went the salad, then in went the bread.  Not sure what famine he is saving up for because dinner is also served on this floating vessel in about six hours.
Lunch - Koby would be horrified, it was orecchi pasta with broccoli (green poo)


I’m back in my cabin, I’m going to have a lay down and a snooze I hope because I am tired, laying down on my bed is a duel purpose.  1) to have a snooze and 2) so I can do my core muscle exercises while trying to stay on the mattress and not roll off!  The water isn’t rough, just a slight chop, so it’s not even that rocky, it’s more the mattress situation …

So … we have passed between Corsica and Sardenia and I have A “Welcome to France” message on my phone so I guess I can cross France off my list of places I’ve never been to!  We’re on the downhill run now, we are about 2/3 of the way to Rome.  Its 5pm so by my calculations if we left at 4am this morning which was what the last announcement was, then we should hit land in Italy in around another seven freaking hours, around midnight …
Corsica

Sardenia


I haven’t minded cruising from Barcelona to Rome, the boat is like a small cruise ship, it has more than enough things on board, there is a casino, a movie theatre, a few bars and lounges and a couple of dining areas and a café.  The couple of things that have spoilt it was the bloody delays in leaving Spain, no explanation given just kept getting told another two hours, another two hours, another four hours … so not leaving until 4.30am … and the mattress.  Otherwise I don’t think it’s a bad way to travel at all.  Much better than the ferry I took from Palermo in Sicily to Salerno on the Amalfi coast last time, that one was filled with men all except me and another woman, we stuck to each other like glue.  That was a day sailing so I didn’t have a cabin booked then, we both had a lounge chair booked, that was exhausting.  That ferry was also late, we left about 5 hours late that time too.  WTF Grimaldi Lines, get your act together!!

I have just found out we are expected to disembark around 9pm, the captain has pushed the boat through because we left so late.  It’s advertised as a 22 hour trip and it has taken 17 hours so I’m happy with that! So much better than midnight or later which is what I was expecting.  Naturally my panic/worry kicked in and I was starting to think about what to do if the hotel isn’t open at that time but I think it is one of the biggest hotels in Civitavecchia so it will be fine.  I’ve emailed them to let them know I’ve been told I will be disembarking around 9 – 9,30, hopefully my transfer is there.   I’m about to pack up my stuff then go for a wander, dinner in a couple of hours then we will be arriving – woo hoo – I will be glad to get there.

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