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We are just docking in Guatemala, well, in Puerto Quetzal, for a brief (7 hour) stop before we sail on. I can’t remember what I signed up for, so long ago in February and March. I read the descriptions three times, checking weather, time and information, trying to allow for my stamina. I’m actually stronger and in better health now than when I started out. I don’ remember what I chose and I can’t understand some of my choices (like the tequila class). Today I’m going to a macadamia nut farm. I guess it’s going to tell me more about macadamia nuts than I care to know, but I like macadamia nuts and we’ll probably get to sample some – with chocolate, i hope.

I’m writing this in WORD and I’ll transfer it to cobwebblog when I get on line. It’s difficult again because there are so many people on board now. Perhaps by the time I get to send it to you I’ll have more to say about macadamia nuts, and other kinds of nuts – we have a lot on board.

I still have not seen the new nuts. My roommate had left her iPad online so I couldn't get on - one stateroom account for the two of us. Perhaps I'll get back to you or perhaps not. It's a four-hour excursion, they say but it usually takes longer, mostly because people with cameras want to take just one (or two or three) more pictures. I don't mind, but we'll be late for dinner And I'll miss Trivial Pursuit. Minor problems.

Just wait till next week.

Where did yesterday go? I thought I did my blog for yesterday it but I see it's a day later than I thought it was. You think I'm confused about dates? Time is the killer. We have been going forward an hour every day or so. Now, tonight we have to go back an hour for Guatemala but then we go forward again for Panama.

I tried another resort today: a hotel - Las Brisas - in Huatulco, Mexico (pron. wah-TOOL-co). It was very hot today. I didn't swim in the hotel pool; I stuck my feet in it and the water was hot. I swam on the ship at 6 and it was perfect and because we had docked, the water was calm. So I sat (in the shade) and caught up with my New YorkTimes and then I got acquainted with some of the newbies. I think I told you, the ship has a full complement now, 684 passengers, of which only 100 are the old-timers - the World Travellers.

I think I've almost worn out my name-recalling skill. I worked very hard at it and I was doing okay but this vast influx of new faces and names is too much. On the other hand, my persona is sticking, worse than ever. You know the hail-fellow-well-met, jolly old lady sitting there with a smile and a glass of wine? That's me. I've pretty well stopped attempting interesting conversational ploys. I just let the talk ride along on ship gossip and the day's travel sensations. The conversation never lags; That's why people think they've made such good friends because they never run out of things to say. Once they're off the ship and back to real life -- well, no wonder all they can manage is a Christmas card. I can only speculate how it will be for us, the world travellers, after three months of constant companionship. We'll just wait and see.