Departure is at 4:30 PM.
The Commodore is amazing. He was able to turn the ship around in the cove, and head out to sea.
The sun would peak through the clouds every once in a while and the colors of the town would come alive. One of the photos shows a what the town looks like when the sun is not making the colors brilliant.
This was the first time that the Ruby Princess visited St. John's. We are in store for a grand farewell from the locals.
The trolls from Iceland were onboard! All of a sudden half of the chair backs folded!
Other ships sounded their whistles as we left the harbor.
Crowds line the railing to get a few last photos.
The canon's sounded as we cleared the harbor in a grand farewell.
Looking closely, we could see a line of people at the top of the Signal Hill, waving farewell to the Ruby Princess.
Farewell, St. John's. You have been delightful!
The crew on the Pilot Boat wave their farewell.
A little cove lit by the late afternoon sun.
Possibly the most easterly point of North America?
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