SMOOTHER SEAS

January 19, 2016

Last night we rocking and rolling.  Behind our stateroom is some kind of storage room with something in it that would roll from Point A to Point B and strike something.  It didn’t do it on a regular basis so that we could ignore it, but it would do it just as we were dropping off to sleep, bang two or three times and stop.  Then an hour or two later do it again.  The water smoothed up around 4, so we got a couple uninterrupted hours of sleep.  No more rough seas, please!

Day 2 at sea, and two talks on building a blog – well attended and supported by interesting questions.  Tomorrow is Grand Turk and no talk.  Reading up on the island, we discovered that where the cruise ship docks is immediately surrounded by tens of thousands of square feet of duty free shopping!  Oh boy! 

We do have some shopping to do, but historic Cockburn Town is only a $5 taxi ride away, so we may check it out.

Bonnie stayed in our stateroom and slept through my second talk.  That’s twice in a row!  Slacker!  I may have to break out the folder of applicants if this keeps up.  Actually, she is getting back to full speed – just worn out from Sunday, as I reported yesterday.

We managed to stay awake and see our first show of the cruise, “Getaway Island,” which featured a 60's style beach movie brought to life with music by the Beach Boys, Jan and Dean, and other music your favorite cruisers grew up with.  There was also a dash of “Margarita Ville” and “Kokomo” thrown in for good measure.  The production was accented by several 3-D movie clips (which we watched through old fashioned 3-D glasses equipped with one green lens and one red lens).  It was a good time.

For supper tonight Bonnie had BBQ short ribs and I had Linguini with Italian sausage.  She had peach pie with ice cream (I’m not sure I can speel a la mode) for dessert and I had a light chocolate and dark chocolate parfait – it was good, but tomorrow if there is no creme brulee (the spell checker didn’t know what to do with that word) on the menu I am going back to Molten Chocolate Cake (it’s so good it will make you smack your grandmother).

Last night was formal night and the photographers work the dining room posing couples for the chance to sell them something.  We always pose, and never buy anything (on the theory that the workers have a quota of pictures to take).  A young man came up and asked us to pose and I asked him if he would guarantee that these would be the best pictures ever.  He said, “Absolutely!  You can trust me!  I’m oriental!”  And he wasn’t.

Well, until tomorrow night when we set sail from Grand Turk, stopping two days later at Aruba.

TTFN!