If it wasn’t for bad luck…

… I wouldn’t have no luck at all.
That’s one of the text lines from one of my favourite blues tunes:  Born Under a Bad Sign, written by William Bell and Booker T. Jones and recorded by a lot of well-known blues artists.

Today we initially had a bit of bad luck as we missed today’s guided tour to Pécs in southern Hungary.  To be honest we had missed to book us on that tour.  So, we had to stay onboard trying to figure out what to do.  Then another blues standard appeared: “The Sky Is Crying”.  We dedicated to stay in the panorama bar in the front of the ship, reading and sipping on a glass of wine just listening to the falling rain.  (Isn’t that another song?)  In the end we both thought we had good luck. One extra today.