June 19th-- "There's Got to Be a Morning After"-- Fire Aboard the Royal Princess

Mighty tired and slept very well from 2:30 AM to about 8.

Still no electricity and the toilet was getting intense. All the ships anchored near us were gone. I still don't know if they were waiting to assist us or waiting their turn to go through the Suez Canal.

The tug was still milling around, like the proverbial Egyptian "Mosquitoes" who had so plagued us at the tourist sites in Cairo and Port Said (pronounced Sa-id). Guess he figured on a big payday if he got to tow us back to port (which was only about five miles away).

We were still sitting where they dropped anchor last night.I wasn't sure if they would have breakfast, but went up to Deck 9 anyway. They did, but in greatly modified form, just cereal, fruit, pastries, and sandwiches. Better than nothing.

The passengers looked tired, but the crew looked completely worn out but still doing their job.

Sitting Out in the Mediterranean. --RoadDog