We had planned to see quite a lot of Gent this year, but we’ve had enough practice doing naught to slip back into that mode with barely a whimper. Well fair enough, there was the odd whimper from the aft cabin, but it had nothing to do with wanting to get out and about.
The quiet aboard is punctuated only by that alarm five times a day. Conversation is mostly limited to things involving medication and food, and there’s a distinct aura of stoicism emanating from back there as another day fades quietly by.
Meanwhile, outside the world keeps rushing by and having a good time apparently oblivious to our non-comings and goings.
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