Day 2 of the cruise was spent at sea. Beautiful clear skies, warm sunshine, and lazing around on deck. The Med was quite still, so there was no need to get used to the motion of the sea, you could barely notice the movement. I spent some of the day reading Michael Parkinsons autobiography, Ellie was in the pool, and Tricia sunbathing. Unfortunately, Robbie wasn’t faring so well. He awoke with a stomach ache, and headache. He spent most of the day in bed, was ‘ill’ at around 3pm, after which he declared he felt much better. We were worried it might be a bug, that would spread around. Fortunately this didn’t seem to be the case.

We did find out that Robbie and his mate Alex had been chatting up two young ladies. They were twins. Both Rob and Alex thought they were about 18… only to discover later they were 13. Having seen them I could understand why they made a mistake… they looked considerably older than 13.

In the evening we all retired to the Blue Bar for cocktails before dinner.

Day 3 saw our first port of call – Limassol in Cyprus. Tricia and I went on an organised cycle trip. Robbie was supposed to have come along, but still didn’t feel a 100% so stayed on ship. Again, the sun shone, and we had a pleasant ride, although the views were a little uninspiring. The best of it was seeing some orange groves. We eventually stopped at a beach, and I swam in the sea, then sunbathed with Tricia. I can’t say that I saw anything in Cyprus that inspired me to want to go back there.

We left port at about 6pm, and set sail for Rhodes.