San Diego to San Diego – 28 nights – west to east and then east to west. This shot is take from the top of the ship as we approached the first set of locks going east to west. The day was glorious in a tropical scorcher kind of way.
We were all ready – out on deck, cameras, panama rolls, panama hats.
Nope, no sign of Panama Red – after all, we were in international waters… doesn’t mean there wasn’t a wee bit of a Wookstock revival happening though musically – at least I’m pretty sure that wasn’t a couple members of New Riders of the Purple Sage I heard singing soft and low here and there…
I made a 2-minute video/slide show of the passage which you can see by clicking here if you are curious.