This seemed like it should have been a leisurely day, but it wasn't, probably because of so many intervals of waiting. We disembarked at 8:30 after breakfast and headed to Centennial Hall, where they had a conference room set up with tables and chairs for those who wanted to wait it out till the first shuttle to the airport at 11:15. Ron parked himself there with a good book and I went exploring.
This is typical weather for Alaska in the summer. The experts tell you to prepare for rain and consider yourself blessed if you get sunshine. We've been VERY blessed on both our trips to have had a minimum of days like this.
I mostly marveled at the gaudy bling in the jewelry stores near the port area; I love good jewelry but this was a mix of inexpensive materials made to look expensive (sterling silver settings, stones that were heat-treated to neon colors) or were so oversized you'd need a bodyguard to avoid being mugged. I guess that's what sells, or they wouldn't put it in the window.
Finally, we headed to the airport, waited some more, and got on our flight to Seattle. It was short and uneventful, and we gratefully checked into the Marriott again, enjoying the contrast between the size of our stateroom on the ship and the hotel room. I went for a swim but realized I was pretty worn out after half an hour. We had a light dinner from room service and went to sleep.
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