Nothing like 5 years going by in the wink of an eye. I guess I was too busy living my life instead of blogging. It seems like I have lived a lifetime in those 5 years. So much Joy and so much sorrow.
The reason I want to start blogging again is not for anyone but myself. It’s nice to go back and relive those times in your life that you thought were mundane or times you’re afraid you might forget.
I am going to start with the trip I just finished with my wonderful daughter and traveling mate, Nicole. We spent 3 weeks on holiday (I love that word so much better than vacation) in Norway. Well really, it took one week over on the Queen Mary II, one week in Norway, and another week back on the Queen Mary II. We left on July 28th and returned to the states on August 18th. I dd not arrive home until Aug 21. More about that later.
I have had 5 crossings on the QMII. The first time was a gift from Nicole for my 70th birthday. Never say the QMII is a cruise!!! It’s a Crossing. That’s how everyone at Cunard describe it. We were fortunate that on the way over was Fashion Week, and on the way back it was The English National Ballet Company. These crossings are all about culture, not water slides, fun fairs, and wild parties. You have Carnival for that.
We met the most interesting people from all over and one lady that has been on holiday since March and she will finish up in October. WOW! She is from Australia and when she arrives home she will have circumnavigated the world with never stepping on an airplane.

My sailor is ready to travel.

First order of business was to order my favorite non-alcoholic drink.

One of my favorite places to relax on board is the Chart Room.

Always get a pedicure when traveling so I can take a picture of my feet on board!

The USA was racing in Southampton.


The cabin next to ours had a leak and the water ran into our cabin. It was no big problem and they had it cleaned up in no time. For our inconvenience, housekeeping sent us a bottle of wine and some delicious chocolates.


On board waiting for the sun set.

Nothing like a sunset at sea.

Nicole and her friend watching the sun set.

Nicole went and got a late night snack after the sun set.
Next stop–


This is a typical English breakfast. Not for me. Too much food so early in the morning.
Breakfast was good. They had everything from soup to nuts.

Quaint streets.
The Durham Cathedral. As soon as we arrived in the city, the bells began to chime. What a beautiful sound. Construction began about 1090 and the main body finished about 1150. Upon entering the cathedral, it’s impossible not to notice the enormous bronze Sanctuary Knocker.
I love to look at old grave yards and read the headstones.
Some stones were just too old to read.
The sign out side of the cathedral.
This, I thought, was very interesting. One only had to use the knocker on this door and they would be granted sanctuary for 31 days. The knocker is not the original but a replica.
Maybe I should get one for my front door.
Side of the cathedral.
Beautiful old stone work.
The two of us.
Fellow North Carolina travelers.
The next pictures are parts of the city.
I tried to capture the quaintness of the city.
Try and pass through that street!
After leaving Durham we headed to Hadrian’s Wall. The wall winds through the wild and windswept Northumberland countryside. Hadrian’s Wall is Britain’s most important Roman relic. It once formed the northern frontier of the Roman Empire, its most remote outpost and first line of defense against raiders from the north. Even today, as a ruin, the wall is an awe=inspiring structure. It is 73 miles long.
The wall.
As you can see, parts of the wall are in ruins.
In front of Hadrian’s Wall.
A map that show where the wall extends.
We got back on the bus and headed for some lunch. It wasn’t a very good meal. Some sort of soup with a half of an egg salad sandwich and half of a ham and cuke sandwich.
Place where we ate lunch.
It is an ancient parish chruch. Some of the building was erected about 600 AD when Northumbria was a separate kingdom It is a darling old church. There were no kneelers in the church so the parishioners made individual needlepoint pillows for each pew. I took several pictures of the beautiful needlepoint pillows.



They also had some pretty quits in the church.

The alter in St Andrew’s Church.
Sundial on top of church.

Very difficult to read.


Rob (with the bald head) giving us some info on the church.
Front of St Andrew’s.
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