After a post-luncheon power nap, we woke up and went up to the sun deck, where several people were reclining on sun-loungers reading, dozing or just watching the ever-changing scenery as the Solaris glided through the calm waters. As I didn’t have any suntan lotion on, I didn’t stay out too long, and soon brought…
The rumble of the Solaris‘ engines woke us at seven thirty this morning, as she moved out of her berth under the Dubrovnik bridge to head for Slano, a small village further up the coast. Captain Ante had warned us at dinner yesterday that we could expect rough seas, high winds and lots of rain,…
During the night, we woke up several times to the sound of the wind whistling through the rigging and the occasional rattling and clanking of the cables and fenders as well as intermittent showers of rain pattering on the roof of our for’ard cabin. It was strange, because the wind would die right down to…
