Day 74 of 102.  Does that make just 28 days left of this Centenary Voyage?

Actually, that is four transatlantic crossings between Southampton and New York.  Again, it is glorious out on deck, and for the first time, I spent time merely lying in the sunshine. 

Walking is more of an effort today, probably because I was awake much earlier this morning and did not feel quite as rejuvenated as yesterday.  However, I remain well ahead of my target and I look forward to passing the 1 million steps mark, hopefully before our call at Walvis Bay, Namibia.  

These final four weeks still hold some exciting days.  In Durban and Port Elizabeth, I have signed up for safari park trips, and in Namibia, I have booked a seals and dolphins cruise, which I was thrilled with five years ago.  I haven’t yet decided on shore trips in La Reunion, Cape Town, or Tenerife.  Later this afternoon, I booked further trips in Cape Town and am put on the wait list for a trip in La Reunion. Also, I have booked a whale watching trip in Tenerife. 

I suggested to Jo, going to the cinema tonight. The film’s title, Don’t Worry Darling, suggested a movie of chick-flick appeal.  I had an inkling of the film’s far more sinister plot.  (Writing the following day over lunch)  The movie was undoubtedly artistically shot, but modern techniques made the whole two hour and three minute running time film almost incomprehensible, which is a pity, because the plot, what I could understand of it, appeared a good, if not completely original one.  I was reminded of a Clockwork Orange and Close Encounters of the Third Kind.  Perhaps those comparisons indicate how infrequently I go to the cinema!  The evening continued with Showtime in the Royal Court Theatre with an impressive New Zealand soul and Motown singer belting out some familiar (and less familiar) sixties (and later) classics.  This was the first time I had seen the new line-up of the Royal Court Orchestra. After a brief supper at the midnight buffet, Jo and I “called it a day” and retired for the night.

I slept somewhat better and would (thanks to gaining another hour) much earlier than usual.

Written sometime yesterday, and completed today, again, over lunch.

At 2 am, we enter another time zone,  GMT + 5.  However, the U.K. moves to British Summer Time also tomorrow, bringing us just four hours ahead of the UK.

Many thanks for reading, David 13.18 hrs having enjoyed a Sunday Roast in the Britannia Restaurant, Table 340.