Disembarkation & Vancouver
Saturday night we had a last dinner with our favorite waiter Irvun from Indonesia and Mai from Thailand. All of us except Mary ordered desert, but Irwin presented Mary with a covered plate anyway. When she protested that she had ordered no desert, Irwin lifted the top with a flourish and the word “Nothing” was written in chocolate. Sue and Nick retired to finish packing and Julie and Mary went dancing in the Rolling Stone Lounge. We had to put our luggage (with gray tags) outside our staterooms by midnight. We met for breakfast Sunday morning around 8 . The place was jumping. They called our gray luggage group around 9:15 , and we proceeded down the gangplanks into a vast hall and found the gray-tagged luggage. A moment of panic when Sue and Nick’s luggage was nowhere near Julie and Mary’s. But we finally located it, passed the customs agent with ease, and followed the signs to exit. It was a mass of humanity and then an uphill climb to street level. We fou...