It's 29C or 84F today, clouds off and on. We have travelled 316 nautical miles since leaving Limon yesterday at a speed of 17.5 knots per hour.
The water always looks like someone has just dived (dove?) in there. I wonder how many people actually do jump/fall/get pushed overboard on cruises? I bet it's waaaay more than we think.
Well. That was a gloomy start to the day.
We went to the buffet for breakfast this morning and I was surprised at how few people were out and about. The ocean looked the same as ever, but the ship was really swaying. The pools and hot tubs had little waves and the water was slopping over the edges. Our coffee cups at the breakfast table were visibly moving. I thought it was kinda cool, but the little store ran out of Gravol and Dramamine. I saw a honeymooning couple with a green bride and a loving husband distraught because there was no more seas-sickness remedies for sale. (I know this because you can't help but eavesdrop in such tiny spaces and she was saying "What a horrible way to end our honeymoon" and he was consoling her: "Its ok, it happens, let's get some tea and you can go back to bed" and the salesclerk was telling them to go to the ship's doctor and get a shot of something.)
It was windy and a few raindrops were starting to appear, so Steven went hot tubbing in the covered area and I got a lounge chair answer read (and stared at the water). We decided to go back to the art auction, man, that guy was really funny and we had some free champagne and before long it was time for lunch. So much eating on a cruise.
We checked out all our photos at the photo studio, out of dozens and dozens and dozens, only one was even remotely worth purchasing. I've never met anyone as unphotogenic as me. I decided to not buy it in case a better one came along. Those photographers are everywhere. It's kind of cool, they just print up all your photos, and line them up in these massive shelves, by day, and you can just pick and choose which, if any, you want to buy. Some are posed and many are spontaneous, or sometimes you're totally unaware a photo was even taken.
Spent a couple of hours in the casino, which was fun, but no winnings, and then, by golly, it was time to eat again. Tonight was the second and final formal night, but we passed. Such an effort to dress up and pretend to be classy and use the correct silverware. Everyone we met at these dinners were so pretentious. The first question is always "So, how many cruises have you been on?" (Jackie Jackson....I don't mean you two....you guys were people after our own heart, and besides, we met you in the buffet!). One couple had been on 72 cruises and another was on their 54th. I don't know what these folks do for a living, but it must pay well. One night when we didn't want to wait for a table for two, we said we'd share (you always have that option) and we ended up with a table of doctors and nurses. No offense to my nurse friends and family....you guys aren't like these folks were. It was ugh. Another time it was a table of some sort of Wall Street types, another ugh because they all seem to want to outdo each other and impress one another. The third "share" was regular folks, or so I thought, until they asked where we were from and I always say "British Columbia, in Canada" and an older lady actually, and I am not exaggerating, said "Oh! That's amazing. Do you live in a log cabin? Or, no, not an igloo?"
Seriously? I though that was basically an urban legend.
After that we always had a table for two, and that was really a table within inches of another table for two (so that they could be easily moved together for a family of four). That way you could sneakily peek over at the other two and make eye contact and decide if you wanted to chat. We met some awesome people that way. So there's a tip for you...."Beware of the Share"
Anyhow, back to dinner in the buffet. We had a Bloody Mary Seafood Cocktail, *whew* spicy! Also had seafood salad, which was soooo good that I went back for more, then Beef Wellington with the flakiest crust I've ever had, whitefish (I think it was monkfish) with saffron and for dessert I had two slices (they were small) of pie. One was "nut pie", come on, how can you not try a pie called "nut pie"? It was like pecan pie, but with hazelnuts, walnuts etc. The other slice was key lime, and I'm always looking for a good key lime pie, and they are hard to find. I wasn't sure how good this one was so I had to have a second slice from the other side of the buffet to compare and make sure they were up to par.
The show that night was a singer from Australia who did small bits of comedy through his show. He was a bit off colour and really, really funny. We sat with our mob friends again. He was looking more and more Joe Pesci as the cruise went on.
After the show we decided to continue with the Aussie theme and go to the buffet for a late night snack of a Pavlova, which I have always heard about but never tasted. It was delicious.
Bed at 11-ish, the vibration of the engines was still noticeable and still somewhat annoying, but the two Gravol I was taking every night helped me sleep and no grogginess in the morning. I was thinking I could probably have sold them at a profit today to the green bride and her hubby.
Good night. Notice no 13th floor.
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