Monday, 7 July 2008


The 4th July found us nervously joining in the Independence Day celebrations with our fellow cruisers. Having ascertained that they 'missed' being British(!) we settled in to enjoy the fun and games and of course the food.

The Marina had bought a pig from the local village that was to form the centre piece of the feast, roasted in a pit and served with all the traditional goodies that we are told go with a great Independence day meal. The hot dogs browned on the grill along with the chicken legs and hamburgers. Corn cobs glistened with melted butter. Mountains of potato salad, lakes of mayonnaise and tomato ketchup. Cindy asked me to help carve the pig and together we met in the kitchen armed with sharp knives and a cleaver...

It was reminiscent of a scene from Sweeney Todd! As the heat rose, the cleaver flashed, pork fat dripped and I sweated like a pig!I have never laid eyes on such a fat porker... not a great pig but in the end we managed to glean enough meat to satisfy the ravening hoardes. The few pieces of video and photographs of the pair of us in action are truly terrifying and not for publication on a family orientated blog like this... at least thats my excuse and I am sticking to it.

After the excess of eating the music struck up in the form of fellow cruisers Mike and Linda and the serious partying began. Snapshots of memories exist in my head ( I forgot the camera) . TBH enjoying his first ever lap dance, although he looked somewhat like a rabbit caught in the headlights! Tables of friends laughing in the lowered lights.

But the prime memory is watching a group of cruisers dancing the night away. Lost in their own world and memories a dozen of the female cruisers took to the floor and boogied down in their own glorious worlds. In the face and movements of each of them were the echoes of their youth. We may all be aging on the outside but down in the mind, stimulated by the lyrics and tunes of younger days every woman on that dance floor was 18 again. Energetic, sexy, vibrant. Good on you girls!

It was a great night. everything cruising can be. Assorted company, Brits, Yanks, Frogs, Aussies and more mixing with locals having fun...

And the rain goes on...

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