Alas, I have no images of Mr Burgermeister. He remains a man of mystery, but not without notoriety.
There is a loudspeaker in the bedhead of every cabin (sorry, stateroom) on the ms Eurodam. At 6:12am the Captain used this facility to encouage one Mr Burgermeister to contact him immediately. He didn't, so the Captained asked again at 6:30am. In the meantime the Captain turned the ship around and steamed 44 miles back towards the Faroe Islands to search for this man.
He wasn't found in the water, but somewhere on ship. According to the Captain, Mr Burgermeister was "found" but gave no further information. The ship turned to resume its course to Iceland.
There was not a little speculation on board over the fate of Mr Burgermeister. One of our dining companions that night was an 8 year old girl. She had heard not less that 4 versions, but sadly could only remember one: that he was found drunk somewhere other than his cabin.
Whilst there was no official announcement, the most widely circulated theories were that he either died, or was found drunk in the crews' lodgings on A deck, after a row with his wife. In any case he was apparently put off the ship in Iceland. His wife remained on board, but made no announcement. Some thought that he should be sent the bill for the additional miles steamed. The ship gets 70 feet to the gallon, so this would not be a small amount.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
The MS Eurodam is big and flash. This must be so because people, including your correspondent, keep taking pictures of her. Here she is at Warnamunde, Germany.
Sylvia was on board, reading.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Winchester Cathedral is big, really big. It is also wondrous, with amazing fan vaulted ceilings, and stunning stained glass. It is also quite old.
Possibly the most challenging job in the cathedral's community is the chair of the memorials committee.
Tomorrow we fly to Copenhagen to board Eurodam for our cruise. There might be a pause in blogging until we reach New York in late August.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
This morning we watched the rugby. I have nothing more to say about that, except that there is still one more game.
After the rugby we went on a family outing to Portsmouth. Amy and Gavin are in Phuket, so they couldn't make it. Ships of all sorts. From the Tudor Mary Rose, HMS Victory, HMS Warrior, to current warships in the harbour. All facinating.
We went to a lovely little village called Chawton to visit one of Jane Austen's homes. I went inside and it was great to see some of her letters, crockery, books and furniture. There were also samples of the clothing worn. This quilt was made by Jane, her sister and mother. I found it all fascinating. We also saw Chawton house and the local church.