Albany

March 15
Albany

Albany is another lovely little town with a main street for shopping and not much else. I walked into town alone and quickly found some friends in the small downtown area who were going to head to the beach after lunch, something that sounded just fine to me (despite yesterday’s waters being cold). Having already eaten myself, I did some exploring which led me to someone dancing in a gigantic chipmunk-like costume, a Dixieland band playing really poor Dixie music (not that I think the Chipmunk minded), and not much more. I met up with my group some time later, we took a cab to the nearest beach, found out that the water was too cold and the cool sea wind wasn’t helping the situation, and opted to play Frisbee in the grass instead. My group then split up to get back to the ship in time for their shift, a problem I didn’t have to deal with, and I hung out eating a muffin outside a café (all of which are totally useless details).
I made the walk back to the ship along a boardwalk that stretched from the beach, along the water front, to very near to our pier, a walk that would take about an hour to complete. It was gorgeous though, the sun was shining, I had nowhere to hurry to, and I just enjoyed the fresh air and scenery.
Back on the ship I had the night off, which means one thing, more didgeridoo practicing. I think I’ll try to popularize the didge in Chicago, which would be awesome…just so long as I can get my playing chops together before I get back to the states. Maybe I’ll even make up some crazy story about being stranded with aboriginal bush people for a few months where I was taught how to play didgeridoo while going on a spiritual journey through the bush. Yeah, that’ll sound good, but you’ll know the truth – thanks for reading!