April 29, 2018
First, a correction from yesterday. One of the readers of this nightly rambling asked if we were planning a move since I wrote that I hoped the ship’s laundry people would come with us and give me a hand during those chores at “117.” My correspondent suggested that I must have been thinking about Skinny Granny and Skinny Pappy. I allowed as how they do wander through my mind, from time to time.
It was our second gala night tonight, and I put on the old tuxedo. Been wearing those glad rags for 30 years and they still fit. Mom had on a black outfit with a white shawl we bought in one of our stops in Spain (we can’t remember the city). She was quite fetching. We both had surf and turf tonight – filet mignon and lobster tail. She was a trooper and sampled a small bite of the lobster, and then shared the rest with me. Her generosity was appreciated. The lobster was very good the filet was okay. Give me a rib eye anytime. Filet mignon is just not my favorite. Complain. Complain. Complain.
We go ashore tomorrow for the first of two consecutive Portugese islands. Did anyone guess the name of it based on my clue from classic Star Trek: “Devil in the Dark.”? The name of the island, for those of you who missed that episode, is Horta. It is a tender stop that will let us out right downtown. We have not purchased a ship’s excursion for Horta or Ponta del Gotta, but my traveling companion went to the talks and took notes, so we will strike out exploring on our own.
I haven’t gotten any Pirates scores from any of my readers. I would appreciate an update. Are the Bucs still above 500? I know we dropped out of first place. Have we regained the Central Division lead? Catch me up, please.
My banana talk was well received and the Minions were a big hit – if you don’t understand that reference, stop by the house and I will plug the computer into the Big Screen and do it for you. The afternoon speaker was at my talk and when he went on stage for his presentation, he asked how many had heard it. He told them it was an excellent talk, full of humor, and he hoped the ship would have me repeat it so everyone could catch it. How nice! And how big my head!
And on that note, I will let She Who Must Be Obeyed take over. Oh, she won this afternoon’s card game and the score is now 5-2 in favor of me.
TTFN
My watch shot off fireworks as I walked to the computer. I made my 10,000 steps for the day. I walked 7 times around the promenade today that is 2 + miles. Today was a strange day. We got up at 7 after I had a very restless night of sleep. W e showered, dressed and went to breakfast. Nothing tasted good. I had a glass of tomato juice and half of a muffin. He went back to the room and I headed out to walk around the deck. When I got back I was so very tired. I laid down in the bed and slept right through his talk that was at 11.
After he returned from his talk we headed to Lido for lunch. Nothing looked good. I had a salad. Then, we went to the crows nest for a game of cards. After cards he went to the afternoon talk and I went back to the room. I rested and when he returned I went out for a second walk. When I got back to the room I tried to rest till it was time for supper.
We dressed and headed to supper at 5:30. We sat with a couple that we had dined with before. Nice people and we had good service tonight. Supper was okay. I ate some of my rice and some of the steak. I had a shrimp cocktail and cheesecake too.
The show was the 4 tenors and it was good. They sang several songs in Italian etc. they even sang Frank Sinatra’s song “My Way” in Italian. I would have preferred English. They did Michael Jackson’s song, “Thriller” and John Lennon’s “Imagine”. Both very good. They also sang a Bon Jovi song, have no idea what it was called. They ended the show with Frankie Valle’s song “Oh What a Night”. That was my favorite.
Well, we are back in the room and I am looking forward to our tender ride into Horta tomorrow. New place to see. It is supposed to be a beautiful volcanic island.
Love you all, Mom, Granny and Bonnie
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