Visa only... No master card.

I forgot to mention a few things on the 3/4/06 log. Bobbi was tired and went to sleep leaving me to go down and type by myself. I always forget stuff when she’s not there to noodgy me, so again , I’m sure you can see, it was all her fault.

We left the dock at about 4:15 PM. We traveled for hours down a river on our way to the sea. Most of the way, the shores were lined with impenetrable jungle, just the way you would think of south Viet Nam. It took about two and one half hours to get out to the ocean. After riding out on the ocean for about half an hour the ship stopped and the captain came on the loud speakers. We were stopped and at anchor awaiting a boat to come and pick up an ill passenger. All this was happening while we were at dinner so we did not have the opportunity to see what kind of boat picked up the sick person or who it was. What a lousy place to have to be taken to a hospital. After about an hour the ill passenger was transferred and we continued on. Seas were very calm.

A few days ago it was announced that they had changed their minds in India and we now needed visas with pictures. Tonight during dinner, naturally, they were taking visa pictures in the atrium. As we were going to the main dining room there was a line of people waiting for these photos to be taken. The line went for over 150 feet and there was no way we were going to stand in a cattle line for the kind of money we were paying. Obviously others felt that way also as the photographers were now going to stay longer. After dinner there was no one waiting and we took our pictures without having to stand in any line.

Not Cattle Sherm Out.

(Posted on behalf of Sherman Rootberg)