Tauranga, New Zealand
After being awake for several hours during the night coughing, I wasn’t in any shape to go on the excursion I had booked in Tauranga. I went to the doctor, who diagnosed me with an acute upper respiratory infection and gave me a Z-pack and some cough medicine. Carol was packed and ready to leave the ship that morning. She had planned to fly home early from Auckland, but since Princess had cancelled our Auckland port, she was flying from Tauranga to Auckland, where she would spend the night before taking her flight to the U.S. I spent most of the day catching up on the sleep I missed the night before. I stood on the balcony and took photos as we departed Tauranga. I didn’t want to subject our tablemates to my coughing spells, so I just got a piece of pizza from the Pizzeria on the upper deck near the pool and brought it back to my room. I read for a while and decided to turn in early.
The next two days were sea days and we had some rough weather since we were going around behind a tropical cyclone that was traveling toward New Zealand through the Tasman Sea. Good days to stay in and watch movies and work on the computer. I didn’t try to post any new blogs because the internet was so slow and expensive.
I finally felt better and was able to join my fellow tablemates for the formal evening. The next day would be our last day on the ship and we had a good time discussing our excursions and plans for travel after the ship docked. I was returning to Melbourne for a few more nights to see more of the area and take another tour with AATKings. Morris and Margaret’s daughter was meeting them at the dock, and Ray, Vanessa, and Tillie were flying back to Miami. A text from Carol confirmed her safe, but delayed, arrival in San Antonio.