We set out for Northern Ireland and ended up with Scottish whisky, roaming sheep, and a taxi service that may or may not have been run by a man named Donald. Sometimes the best days are the ones the itinerary forgot.
While everyone else packed up and left, we kicked back for Round Two. A royal castle, a round of fine dining, and front-row seats to the chaos of embarkation — changeover day never looked so smug.
From razorbills to rocking dinner tables – today was all about wildlife, wobbling, and wildly good fun (especially if you're Ros).
From royal châteaus to rivers of Earl Grey, today blended French heritage, flaky pastries, and a sneak peek at England’s edge. Bonus points: we managed the tender ride without getting soaked.
With Pauillac in our rear-view and Concarneau on the horizon, today was all about indulgence: pancakes, massages, scenic sailing, and a butler-delivered lamb feast. Not bad for a day that started with hitting snooze.