We awoke, moored in international waters, off Florida where we waited for most of the day.
The big shots said we were good to go, but it wasn’t until 5:00 p.m. that we made it into Port Everglades. We were photographing the action through the window and on TV.
People living in the apartments alongside the dock entrance were waving flags, large colourful hands and whatever else they could use, as we passed. More locals were outside on the grassland, waving and as we manoeuvred to the dockside the workers waiting were clapping and waving. Helicopters were flying round filming for the news channels. It was surreal, something we have only seen happen to others.
By 8:30 p.m. all the luggage was sanitised and drying in the tropical air. We were called for our health check and given our authority to disembark. We could stretch our legs walking through immigration. Now we await tomorrow’s call to go to Fort Lauderdale Airport.