Yesterday was a major lazy day. I took three naps before four o’clock, and then took another one after supper. Naptime rules!
We were docked yesterday in Roatan, Honduras, an island off the coast of Honduras. It is a relatively new stop for cruise ships, at least on our side of the island, because there are only two stores, and one of them is the ubiquitous Diamond International. None of the excursions looked good to us, so we stayed on board.
There is artwork displayed throughout the ship. The following photograph is one of our favorites.
Our first night on this cruise, we had a late seating for supper – 8:30. It was too late to be comfortable, so we asked for a change to the main seating – 6:00. Much better for the old digestive systems.
At the late seating we were paired with a couple of professional cruisers, and they were boasting of the ships they’ve been on, the places they’ve seen, how many perks they get as repeat sailors. We smiled and nodded our heads.
I know that folks pay good money to get on these ships, but some people are just plain rude. One woman stormed up to the desk where seating arrangements were made, demanded to be moved to the front of the line, and when she was refused, she stomped away, declaring, “I deserve better than this!” Note to self: file that incident away for the next time you are preaching about grace. We should be thankful we do not get what we deserve, and we get what we do not deserve.
Our table mates are three couples who used to live in the same area in North Carolina, and now have scattered because of their jobs. This is a reunion cruise for them, something I think they do quite often. Very personable, very friendly. And eat? Those six people will put the food budget for the ship in serious jeopardy. They are all slender and fit (and I hate them) but they eat more than I can. They all regularly get two entrees, and usually an extra appetizer of salad, and always, two desserts. One of the girls is about the size of Amy, and she packs the food away like a champion eater.
There is another entertainer on board, in the same class as yours truly. She is an artist, teaching charcoal. We went to her first class yesterday, and while I made passable shapes, Bonnie may have the talent for a new career. We will be going to her second lesson this afternoon.
I did my “Tulum” talk yesterday to a crowd of about 50, and at the end they were full of questions. I am pleased to report to you that I could answer them all. Humble, though I am. Tomorrow as we spend our last day at sea I will do my “Famous and Not So Famous Pirates and Other Pirate Stuff” talk. In my first pirate talk, I was sharing where pirates hailed from and I told them that Puerto Rico produced the greatest pirate of all time. Roberto’s picture was greeted with enthusiasm.
I recounted in the last posting about Bonnie losing everything, and found it right to hand. Well, as someone of my acquaintance would say, “You planted bad seed.” Yesterday was my turn. For reasons I do not recall, I was wondering where my car keys were. I looked in the safe, in all the drawers, took the suitcases out and searched them, emptied my computer case, but no keys. I asked Bonnie if she remembered where I had put my keys. She said, “In the computer case.” Well, I searched again, and guess where my keys were. Yup!
I must report on my choices for breakfast, for one reader of this blog will be very interested. Yesterday it was gloppies, and today it was pancakes.
We wanted to book a walking tour today in historic Cozumel, but there weren’t enough folks signed up, so we will just go shopping. Refrigerator magnets, where art thou?
More later. TTFN.
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