Captains Log. Day: we aren't really sure. Time: who knows? Subject: Stranded in New Zealand.

Captains Log. Day: we aren't really sure. Time: who knows? Subject: Stranded in New Zealand.

Whelp, it's not every day that you get stranded in Akaroa, New Zealand due to inclement weather. Lucky for us we booked a hotel room before all 700 other castaways got the same idea. Apparently the ship tenders were taking on water and it was too dangerous to attempt taking passengers back last night and this morning. Nothing a little tequila didn't fix. Stranded in Southern New Zealand? No problem here. Only rational course of action is to do multiple shots of tequila...as directed by cruise staff who also found themselves in the same boat...er, NOT on the boat. REAL problem solvers over here...

Through communications via Facebook with fellow passengers who managed to make it back to the ship before going into lockdown mode, we have received word of goings on in our absence. Such as our team finally winning at Trivia due to the fact that half of the ship was MIA. I've also received word that the Asian ping pong occupation, which had ramped back up to full speed over the last few days, is once again disbanded. Most likely they are among the storm survivors, and I am fully confident that they have managed to secure a ping pong table to occupy here on land while awaiting further instructions. Riders on the storm.

Only time will tell if we ever make it back on the ship and continue on to our final destination, but in the meantime, we are making the best of the situation by consuming large quantities of meat pies and New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc. When in Rome...

Captain signing off. Over and out for now. More updates to follow (unless, upon boarding the ship, we are overrun by an angry mob storming the buffet they've managed to go 24 hours without while marooned on land...)