Random thoughts as we spend a day at sea before we arrive in glorious Lisbon. Everyone is a little subdued as this marks the start of the trek home and the sea is getting a little choppier and there are lots of first time cruisers of all ages. Some old hands have been regaling them with horror stories of previous crossings of the infamous Bay of Biscay and how they have crossed it barely surviving the experience. Rule of thumb if the sick bags start appearing in the stair wells, brace yourself.
Another Penguin suit night for all who wish to get decked out in all their finery, with the Ladies wearing the family jewels and a chance for the men to display their Scottish ancestry or Mess suits, and who is to deny them, for some people it is one of the main purposes of the cruise. I notice though that the numbers playing the game are steadily falling and the number of smart casuals in the non formal dinning areas increasing. At one time the number of people eating in the Buffett on formal evening was minute and you could pick any seat, now seating is at a premium, the times they are a changing and I must admit it was quite liberating not packing the Tux for this cruise but on a longer cruise I think it would have to come along for a reluctant airing. So as a compromise for tonight's bun fight I have come along to the Beach House which is right at the top of Ventura with great sea views it carries a £7.50 cover charge has waiter service and a pretty varied menu, plus the table is yours for the evening, it's relaxed laid back great staff and a great way to finish off a hard day at sea doing nothing. This will be followed by a late evening skinny latte in Costa for a bout of people watching, the best cabaret on the ship, watching couples in the Atrium putting their dancing class lessons or not into practice. Last night a lady made a stupendous entrance when she missed the last coming down the stairs entering the Atrium. The band stopped playing, the dance floor cleared and several people rushed forward to assist, she was shaken (I was going to slip in here that she won the prize for best Disco Dancer of the Night) after a rest she was able to carry on with just her pride dented and a little black and blue around the edges.
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