October 10, 2014

Day 2, underway to Bermuda, Philipsburg, San Juan, Labadee, and Kukamonga.

Our table of 8 for second seating last night was supposed to have 8 folks seated.  Instead there were 4 – your humble sailing family and Dudley Do-Right of the Canadian Mounted Police and Fern, his female companion.  Moments after we sat down, Fern – whose arms, and front and back as far as one can see, and one could see farther than one wanted to see, was covered with tattoos of ferns – got up and went to speak to the Maitre D.  She is tattooed in ferns.  No hearts.  No parental nicknames.  No friends or lovers nicknames.  No pirates.  No skulls.  No sports teams.  Ferns.  And there were lots of them because Fern is very wide.  DUDley sat there saying nothing, grunting occasionally when we tried to make conversation.  When Fern came back she announced, “We are at the wrong table.  We are supposed to be at 494, not 464.”  And they left, leaving us alone.

When Anthony, our waiter came back with menus, we repeated what Fern said, and he said, “No.  They wanted a table for 2.”

So she’s a lying Fern in addition.

It’s not unusual for folks to miss the first night, especially second seating, so we’ll see if the other 4 people show up tonight.  If not we will ask the Maitre D to move us to a fuller table.  Maybe we’ll find Fern and DUDley (they did not get a table for 2, but a table for 4 with no one else assigned to it).  Or not.

My talk today on “King’s Wharf” was in the Princess Theater, and well attended.  Approximately 200 hearty souls joining me for whirl around Bermuda.  Instead of taking questions from the audience – hard to do in a room that size – I invited them to come down and talk to me at the conclusion.  I answered questions for about 30 minutes – a good response, I thought.

Bonnie brought a number of crocheting projects.  So far she has finished one pair of bedroom slippers (which one of you will find in your Christmas stocking) and a hat (which will not appear in a Christmas stocking).

I told you we had to move to a different stateroom.  Same size, interior cabin, but a mirror image of our first one.  The desk and closet are on the left side, the bathroom on the right.  The door opens with a left hand pull instead of a right hand pull.  It took a few minutes of getting used to, especially in the dark, but we have survived into our second day.

TTFN!