BTW: The pictures in today’s posting are a few more shots from Curacao.
Bonnie has been a busy little bee today. After breakfast she was off to ceramics class to put the final touches on her plate before it is fired. Then she came back to hear my talk (award: gold cross with clusters for service above and beyond the call). Then she headed up to Deck 17 and the Skywalker Lounge to take a crocheting class. In her absence I had a pub lunch. The steak restaurant, during days at sea offers a limited menu of foods that might be found in a pub. The first one was a Scottish pub, and today was an English pub. I ate alone, with Bonnie off crafting, and had a great plate of bangers and mashed (for you non-pub crawlers, that is sausage and mashed potatoes).
The crewman assigned to the crocheting class confessed to the assembled throng that he didn’t have a clue about crocheting, but he was good at passing things out. A kit was provided with all of the supplies and Bonnie finished a neat little clutch purse.
There was a little bit of ship board intrigue today. All of the elevators amidships were closed because of a flood. No, not a leak, but a flood. It seems as when they filled one of the major spas, there was a leak, and water went down the shaft (all you Trekkers out there mimic Montgomery Scott from the fifth movie). Well, they got it all dried out, and all is well.
An interesting point about life in officers’ quarters. Virtually everywhere you walk on the ship there is some act of maintenance taking place. Painting railings, changing lights, vacuuming, and so on. All of the wooden hand rails that circle the decks are being refinished – the old varnish is scraped off, the wood is sanded, and new varnish is applied. I mention officers’ quarters because this wood working is taking place in the hall leading to our cabin. One of the many things that is taken for granted, or ignored altogether.
In all of our dining room meals so far we have elected to share a table with other folks, and except for one guy who had been there more often and done it better than any of the rest of us and gloried in telling us, we’ve had great table companions. This morning for breakfast we elected to get a table for two, and enjoyed a meal together. Our servers for the meal were from Ukraine, and the lady was quite chatty, her gentleman co-worker was efficient, but didn’t say much. Bonnie had to hurry off to make her ceramics class, and I stayed to finish one more cup of coffee. We forgot to pick up Bonnie’s bottle of Hershey chocolate syrup and take it with us, so I made a quick dash back and was able to retrieve it. Bon often has hot chocolate, but they make it very weak, and she bumps it up with a generous squeeze.
Tomorrow we are going to take a four hour guided tour of Grenada. Didn’t Clint Eastwood invade Grenada some years back? I know it wasn’t John Wayne. Oh well. TTFN!
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