{"id":411,"date":"2018-12-09T23:23:21","date_gmt":"2018-12-09T23:23:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/travel.stua.rts.co.tt\/wp\/?p=411"},"modified":"2018-12-18T02:04:21","modified_gmt":"2018-12-18T02:04:21","slug":"post-gladstone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/travel.stua.rts.co.tt\/wp\/2018\/12\/09\/post-gladstone\/","title":{"rendered":"Post-Gladstone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Back at the ship they had a choice of pineapple or strawyberry ice cream. I went for the blend of the two, walked past the pool and caused a stampede into the Lido of people now wanting ice cream.<\/p>\n<p>Hopefully they avoided my classic mistake. Ice cream plus sunshine plus strong wind on a tenth story ship deck means I changed my shirt after lunch.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d followed a woman in a wheel chair onto the ship. She&#8217;s slim, has nice legs, wore a pretty skirt but has restricted mobility above the waist too and I&#8217;m not sure what language the country she lives in speaks but she adds far too many syllables and sadly none of them are interpretable. I heard her telling off the disabled person support crew member trying to help her get from the gangway to the ship itself, a small slope unless you&#8217;re in a powered wheelchair. She hesitated and the crew member leaned forward, touched the wheelchair and got an earful. Too right, she didn&#8217;t need help.<\/p>\n<p>She did half an hour later, in the lido, a small porcelain pot in her hand, a burger on a tray on her lap and a nearby ketchup dispenser, the plunger handle too high for her to reach. I made the &#8216;want some help?&#8217; face, got what appeared to be a request for assistance, poured her some ketchup. As I handed it to her she said thanks. Technically she said about eight sentences, but they weren&#8217;t words and the general theme seemed to be thanks. I left her to enjoy her lunch.<\/p>\n<p>Someone on the ship described Gladstone as a one horse town. Neither of us even saw the horse but it wasn&#8217;t even a good version of a small Australian town. The high street was coffee shops and bars, a few hotels, almost no shops. Near the ship a pedestal had been erected and a local luminary was giving the names of people as I walked past, two seconds a syllable, long pauses between each name. It sounded like an announcement of a military draft, but then he added, &#8220;These people have put together our..&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t catch the rest. I didn&#8217;t wait for the band to play either, they were in kilts and had bagpipes. There&#8217;s no Scotsman as Scottish as the one that wasn&#8217;t born and doesn&#8217;t live in Scotland.<\/p>\n<p>The ship had parked with less than stellar view.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/photos.stua.rts.co.tt\/Phone-Pics\/i-tHms2DK\/A\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/photos.smugmug.com\/Phone-Pics\/i-tHms2DK\/0\/443d704e\/L\/20181209_183003-1545095804449-L.jpg\" alt=\"\"><\/a><br \/>\nNot that anybody visits Gladstone for the scenery.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/photos.stua.rts.co.tt\/Phone-Pics\/i-jrFB96D\/A\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/photos.smugmug.com\/Phone-Pics\/i-jrFB96D\/0\/bd299945\/L\/20181209_140353-1545095804671-L.jpg\" alt=\"\"><\/a><br \/>\nIt does follow a curious Australian tradition of separating medical facilities into entirely disparate businesses. I&#8217;m really not sure how you drive to your surgery after being anaesthetised.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/photos.stua.rts.co.tt\/Phone-Pics\/i-gD4hRJm\/A\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/photos.smugmug.com\/Phone-Pics\/i-gD4hRJm\/0\/8b393e6c\/L\/20181209_134003-1545095803770-L.jpg\" alt=\"\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t care about Gladstone. I cared about the football, because some things matter more than life or death. The football had gone rather well, cause to celebrate.<\/p>\n<p>Instead of celebrating I fell asleep. I woke up at 6pm, feeling tired, decided to skip dinner. I&#8217;d had a burger at lunchtime, on the ship, the food in Gladstone following the usual Australian approach of costing around 50% more than it was worth.<\/p>\n<p>The quiz today was too loud, the voice of the American woman doing it too penetrating. I abandoned them, went to the comedy show instead, some British comedian from Liverpool. He opened with a song, badly sung, closed with another song, just as badly sung. In between he was very British, self-deprecating, bad jokes about the wife. His one-liners were funny though, and he delivered them well, so it was a good 40 minutes between the songs.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve either gained weight or lost it, hard to say. The evidence is that my shorts now fall down when I walk, either because I lack the hips to hold them up or because my waistline is creating a funnel type effect they slide down. I&#8217;m going to have to start switching my belt from my jeans, or maybe tie a length of paracord through the belt loops; I can&#8217;t keep walking around looking like prisoner on suicide watch.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/photos.stua.rts.co.tt\/Phone-Pics\/i-63TKz95\/A\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/photos.smugmug.com\/Phone-Pics\/i-63TKz95\/0\/1a5dbf58\/L\/20181209_183800-1545095804226-L.jpg\" alt=\"\"><\/a><br \/>\nDespite sleeping through much of the afternoon I&#8217;ve managed to clock up 10km today. That wander into Gladstone appears to have been good exercise.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Back at the ship they had a choice of pineapple or strawyberry ice cream. I went for the blend of the two, walked past the pool and caused a stampede into the Lido of people now wanting ice cream. Hopefully they avoided my classic mistake. 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