Woke up this morning in the mouth of the Suez Canal. Slowly making our way. Security personnel is posted on the lower promenade deck (Deck 6), armed with binoculars, walkie talkies and nasty scowls on their faces. If you were going to describe what a “mercenary” looks like, these guys would be it. I’d take a photo of them, but I’m pretty sure I’d be shot and my lifeless carcass thrown overboard.