glorious music playing in the background.
In the past, the ship captains have been somewhat austere, strictly business. Captain Klaus, a German, was a contrast: warm and personable and even a little bit funny. He played his bagpipes for us several times (wearing his whites, not a kilt) and on Sunday morning arranged for an interfaith worship service, a first for us aboard a Star Clipper ship.
The next photographs show a little more of the ship, looking up at the flags (in port, the flag of the current country is flown as a courtesy along with the Star Clippers flag), Joe climbing the mast, Joe in the crow's nest, and finally the flag of the country of ship's registry, Malta.
Sunday had been scheduled to be a full day at sea. But since the ship hadn't been able to get into Oslo, another port had to be added so they could take on water. We found ourselves heading into the charming village of Lysekil, Sweden for the day.