About an hour ago, the ship docked in the port of Nassau. Bloody amazing to watch it being parked, as it had to be reversed in. I struggle reversing my car into a space sometimes, but this ‘kin huge vessel just effortlessly backed in to the dock and pushed itself up against the jetty… without the slightest of bumps… all lined up perfectly.
Anyway, I ain’t getting off. It is ridiculously hot out there. Mrs M has disembarked along with Amelia, to go shopping (what else?). I don’t mind it being warm, but there’s no way I’d cope with that heat… especially whilst being dragged around the shops. Nope, me and Harry are quite happy to stay on the boat, away from the sun.
- Anyway, better go as Harry wants a go on the Formula 1 simulator.