(Sorry, no photos for this post)
I awoke at 5:50. Outside, the weather looked dull and overcast and / or foggy—not smog, I hoped. I called it misty because we were on the water after all. The previous night, we’d set sail around 10:00 p.m., but were stationary when Sue and I went to breakfast.
Sue had played with the alarm clock the night before, not sure if it would work. It buzzed at 6:20 a.m., exactly as she’d set it, but we were already up.
The shower tiny, but efficient, had a rounded, two-door closure, one shoved toward the other till they met in the center. If I hadn’t been forced in front of this seam blocking water like a shield, the floor would have been drenched. I’m pleased to report the water was hot.
BREAKFAST
We went to the Early Bird breakfast (7:00 – 7:30 a.m.) for the free coffee and arrived at 6:55. It was pleasant to linger over three coffees and sweet rolls.
I didn’t take inventory at breakfast 8:30 – 9:00 a.m.), but I had a hard-boiled egg, buns covered in sunflower seeds, strawberry jam, yogurt (plain and watery, but sweet—maybe too sweet), white cheese slices. No need to rush to Early Bird the next day as the coffee was free at the regular breakfast as well. What was Ivy, our presenter the previous night, thinking when she advised it was only free at 7:00 a.m.? Maybe it was the way she said it that we’d misunderstood. I had the feeling she was quite proud of her English and I confess it was quite good and 1000 percent better than my Chinese. Maybe she meant coffee was available for early risers?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Red_Cliffs
I chose to pass on the morning excursion to the Red Cliffs (9:00 – 11:00), not because I had a need to be alone, but because I wanted some free time, and to wash out a few things and relax. Sue, however, looked forward to this tour.
Images of Red Cliffs Ruins in Chibi
While I enjoyed some lazy time sitting on the balcony, the maid came in to make up the room. I told her she didn’t need to, we would. No. She had to do it. After making the beds, she’d gone into the bathroom and came right out again. “One towel and one face cloth missing.” Eyes wide, her hands and voice trembled. I almost laughed aloud.
“I washed some tee shirts and wrapped one in the towel to draw out the water faster.”
“You can give to Laundry.” She pulled herself together and reached for the pricing brochure on the desk.
“Maybe next time,” I said even as I had no intention on following through with my lie. I unrolled my Tees and handed over the towel and face cloth.
The Yangtze is a true yellow, and dirty, harboring floating junk here and there. All the junk was small and a few branches, not large chunks of anything. I couldn’t help picturing someone emptying a bucketful of cigarette butts as I saw those as well. In spots I noticed large and small ripples as if there were a sandbar underneath—I hoped not. I knew the ripples weren’t from the ship stirring the water because we weren’t moving, but waited for the excursion group to return.
Lots of rusting barges and tugboats transported coal, sand, and gravel. I couldn’t imagine anyone fishing in this river. Would they? A blue ship with three white decks passed by. Automobiles took up every square inch of deck space. I can’t recall what make the cars were, though.
After Sue left, an alarm went off. An announcement over the PA advised this was a fire drill, but to stay in our cabins. The drill was cancelled a while later, and I decided to go to Reception to use the Internet.
The second floor was chock full of crew members wearing life-jackets over gorgeous blue uniforms. It appeared a health and safety meeting was in progress. A handsome, thirty-something man in a navy uniform (the only one with gold braiding on the cuffs and outfitted with a life-jacket as well), stood aside to allow me past. Face hot, I plodded through the other end of the same group again as I burned my way to Reception.
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December 12, 2014 at 7:00 pm
What a interesting experience this must have been~
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December 13, 2014 at 10:53 am
This trip was an unplanned fluke but I’m glad it happened because the trip offered a little bit of everything. 🙂
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December 12, 2014 at 7:30 pm
“I confess it was quite good and 1000 percent better than my Chinese.”—Haha!
Good thing you didn’t make off with those towels. Looks like they keep a very tight inventory.
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December 13, 2014 at 10:54 am
I was shocked how upset the girl was over the towels. Wow!
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December 13, 2014 at 12:13 pm
Makes you wonder what would have happened if her inventory was actually down by two towels
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December 13, 2014 at 7:53 pm
Either perfection is expected of staff, or the girl might have been a perfectionist herself.I can only guess.
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December 12, 2014 at 7:31 pm
Yummy sounding breakfast. What a great trip. Thanks so much for sharing. 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 10:55 am
Thank you, Paulette, for reading and commenting. 🙂
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December 12, 2014 at 8:42 pm
You are a grand storyteller. All you need is the drama–“But where had Sue gone? And why did I get that strange note under my door?”
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December 13, 2014 at 10:57 am
Sue went on an excursion and the strange note under your door is from me. 😀
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December 12, 2014 at 9:19 pm
You know if you had kept those towel, she would have been thrown overboard into that polluted river to dissolve. Red Cliffs was an excellent movie about that epic battle, starring the gorgeous Takeshi Kaneshiro…at the end of the real battle, the surviving general surveyed the ruin and said, what a monumental waste of human life…
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December 13, 2014 at 11:00 am
I found the movie when I looked for links for the photos of Red Cliffs but didn’t know if I could insert into post after all the talk about copyright lately.
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December 13, 2014 at 1:53 pm
Inserting links is different I think. I think sometimes we swing to extremes – having no caution and being overly cautious. Since you weren’t going to claim to be the writer, or director, or show clips (which are available on YouTube and because of how things go “viral”, they obviously want people to share things), I wouldn’t have worried about it. It’s a good movie. You certainly weren’t promoting the movie either, just…here’s the movies, here’s a link, it’s up to you at this point. I think the main crux of this is stealing the work of others, takin credit for something one did not do.
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December 13, 2014 at 7:59 pm
I believe you’re right.
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December 13, 2014 at 8:52 pm
I hope so. I can’t imagine you doing anything ugly or sneaky or stealing.
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December 14, 2014 at 3:12 pm
😀 😀 Saving room in my suitcase for much more important stuff. 😮 I’m innocent. I brought money.
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December 13, 2014 at 12:52 am
Stealing towels and crashing staff meetings. Quite the trouble maker you are Tess! 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 11:02 am
It was waayy too quiet. I had to rustle up some excitement. That young fella was lovely to look at. Oh my.
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December 13, 2014 at 2:06 am
It is such a shame that people still pollute rivers. I had never heard of the battle of red cliffs, thanks for the link! I like that way of adding a bit of history to your posts – go and have a look if you want to!
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December 13, 2014 at 11:05 am
Thank you, Andrew. Lots of times I need help to make a post more interesting. I don’t want the male readers to get bored. 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 11:07 am
I don’t get bored, I even read the shopping bits!
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December 13, 2014 at 7:45 pm
You’re hilarious. Glad you’re along for the ride. 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 2:32 am
Your cruise sounds wonderful. Kevin
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December 13, 2014 at 11:06 am
This was a trip of a lifetime, one I never imagined I’d find myself taking.
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December 13, 2014 at 2:44 am
The river sounds rather sus! I can understand the need to have some time to yourself – it is nice to just chill and take things in withouthaving to be in/or a tour.
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December 13, 2014 at 11:06 am
Twelve days of go-go-go had me done in. 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 4:05 am
Tut, tut Tess whatever were you thinking of using towels for your own benefit! 🙂 🙂 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 11:09 am
😀 😀 😀
I know, right. I guess that’s why they call everying ‘ship shape’.
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December 13, 2014 at 7:45 am
How’s come I’m reading “drill” but getting not one bit of comfort coming across the entire crew in life jackets….and you not…..
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December 13, 2014 at 11:15 am
These are serious crew members I guess. Intent on their work. 😀
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December 13, 2014 at 3:24 pm
I hope that’s all it was. I worry you are setting up a horrible story!
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December 13, 2014 at 8:01 pm
Ha ha ha. My lips are sealed.
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December 15, 2014 at 5:16 am
Until your fingers let loose a little more on Friday….. 😉
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December 15, 2014 at 12:17 pm
😀 😀 😀
You’re a doll, Colleen. Thank you for your support. ❤
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December 15, 2014 at 9:01 pm
😀
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December 16, 2014 at 8:10 am
❤ ❤ ❤
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December 13, 2014 at 9:22 am
This is all so interesting mind you the maid got extremely stressed over missing linen!! 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 7:37 pm
I wonder what kind of trouble the maid might have found herself in if her towel count didn’t add up. 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 9:47 am
Well now Tess, stirring up trouble and stressing out the poor maid. How could you, nice woman that you are. Especially since they had laundry all ready there, on board. Of course they used river water so as not to waste the potable. 😉
I simply love your storytelling. You have almost convinced me a tour might be fun (almost). I say again, I am so very happy you did this. What an adventure and you are sharing it with all of us, what a blessing.
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December 13, 2014 at 7:43 pm
Thank you, Val. This trip was the biggest fluke of my life. It must have been written somewhere. I have no idea what might ever top this. 😀
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December 13, 2014 at 10:16 am
Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
Day 13 part one of Tess at How the Cookie Crumbles trip down the Yangtze River – obviously very industrial and as she says would probably not want to eat fish from the waters…
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December 13, 2014 at 11:27 am
Maybe the maid is held accountable for missing items. When I watched the Yangtze, it looked so full of odds and ends I wondered if I might soon see a dead body float by. I know what you mean by “gorgeous blue uniform.” I think the Chinese are very creative in their designs of uniforms. One of my outstanding memories of the cruise is perfectly clean, beautiful, feminine pink shoes on a young woman in a pink uniform standing in mud almost ready to sink. She was smiling, lovely and extending her hand to help boorish, gawky me walk across the mud in my ugly American walking shoes.
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December 13, 2014 at 7:48 pm
The women are so gorgeous and they do take particular pride in their attire. We North Americans have become laid back and so informal in our day-to-day dress. 🙂 I’d feel the same in runners and jeans.
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December 13, 2014 at 4:59 pm
To think you have been on the Yangtze River! Sometimes it is good to have some downtime on these trips. The towel story is a good one. Poor dear, she may have got into a lot of trouble or been made to pay for those towels. Glad you got it all sorted out.
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December 13, 2014 at 8:05 pm
I’m glad I didn’t laugh. It wouldn’t have been AT her, but at the situation.
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December 13, 2014 at 6:05 pm
Fascinating experiences Tess, truly a once in a lifetime trip. Many times after long trips like that I feel as though I need a vacation when I get home, lol. 🙂
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December 13, 2014 at 8:07 pm
Oh yeah. That is a fact. A vacation after the vacation. 🙂
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December 14, 2014 at 7:48 am
And you were worried your posts about the cruise would be boring! No risk of that! 🙂
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December 14, 2014 at 3:21 pm
Thank you! That’s the sweetest words anyone could ever say.<3 ❤ ❤ You are most kind.
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December 14, 2014 at 7:51 pm
What a funny story about the maid and the towels!!
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December 15, 2014 at 12:06 pm
I know. I can’t forget the look of her when she made the statement about the missing towel and face cloth. 😀
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December 20, 2014 at 5:52 pm
Too funny!!
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December 21, 2014 at 12:31 pm
😀 😀 😀
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December 15, 2014 at 11:31 am
I love how to took a break from all the sightseeing. I need at least one of those downtime mental breaks per vacation. Usually more.
Also three cups of coffee sounds like a fine breakfast.
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December 15, 2014 at 12:29 pm
😀 😀 😀 I know. I was sick for weeks after I got home. Yeah, okay. It was a sinus infection and all I did was sleep for days.
I like my coffee. 😀 😀 Thanks for dropping by. Always nice to see you Mike
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December 16, 2014 at 9:26 am
Oh that poor girl, how upset she was about the towels. I wonder what punishment awaits if they are deemed responsible for any missing? Rather worrying isn’t it? The cultural differences really do stand out in your ‘diary’ entries and make for fascinating reading the way you describe them. I have often wondered what it would be like to travel on the Yangtze River and now I know! It was good you got to have a bit of a breather and I have to say, I rather like the sound of your handsome naval officer…love how you ‘burned’ your way to Reception 🙄 Another wonderful travel post Tess, love it 🙂 ❤
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December 16, 2014 at 1:38 pm
There’s something about a guy in uniform… 🙂
Slowing down the pace came at exactly the right ime.
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December 17, 2014 at 4:56 pm
🙄 😛 😉
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December 17, 2014 at 7:54 pm
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