Sun, sea and cocktail parties

I awoke on the sea day having had a wonderful nights sleep. The bed is really comfy and the cabin so quiet, with the slight rolling of the ship to lull you. I read a bit, made some coffee, read some more, then decided to go for a wander. It was glorious up on deck, the sea like a millpond and the sun shining. This is the life! I took a coffee back down for Ian, who was just rising. Kathy phoned to ask us to breakfast so we arranged to meet up on deck imminently. Ian was dressing so I went up to sit and wait. I chose a deck chair and read my kindle, lovely. Half an hour later Ian arrived, no sign of the imminent people. I went looking for them and found then just leaving their cabin. Grandma had held them up looking for a lost something. 

We breakfasted in the posh restaurant, nice sausages, and some of us overfaced ourselves. It was then back down to the room to get pool towels then a prearranged meeting on deck 6. Ian and I found some deckchairs and waited around half an hour for the rest,who arrived toweless. Who would have thought. Some people went off to play basketball and watch towel folding, and some of us sat, looking at the ocean under a cloudless sky, and read. Soon enough they were back and a philosophical discussion about which of us would survive under Poseidin Adventure rules ensued. Obviously it would be one of the steerage lot, being closer to the surface when the ship turned turtle, and Alex was voted most likely to swing to open the valve then fall to his death in the flames below. Mainly because HE HAD NEVER SEEN THE POSEIDIN ADVENTURE. 

Next was the cocktail mixing demo which I danced all the way through in order to try to get a free cocktail, all in vain. 

Then it was straight up to the line dancing class with mum and Vicky. That was great fun, and we are now all Achy Breaky Heart experts. 

Back down to the pool area next for the quiz. Ian failed us and we disappointingly didn't win. Some people then went off to the gym and some of us had a light lunch. Vicky overfaced herself. We got involved in a lighthearted game of scattergorries with lee Frecklington and Jonjo Shelvey as captains, then it was straight back upstairs for the bingo ( God knows where the caller learned his bingo terms!) No winner in that either. Jonjo then returned for a food based quiz where we finished fourth out of eight teams. Where are those Allums when you need them?

The rest then joined us and it was Cosmos all round

When I returned to my cabin to prepare for Captain Leonidas Panopoulos's Coctail Party, I realised how close to the water steerage is

Some time later and all glammes up we made our way to the Broadway lounge for the 'party'

We joined a queue, which, we were told, was a queue to join a queue. It was in fact, a queue to be photographed by Adolf Hitler. He was not happy there were seven of us and proceeded to order us about, culminating in him yelling at mum, 'get back!". We all saw the funny side. Next queue was for a blank green screen, where they would presumably photoshop us onto a background. Of 'a nicer ship' according to Kathy, Royal Carribean snob that she is. Then finally we queued to get a photo with Captain Leonidis himself. We never buy any of these photos but they are nice to look at. A glass of wine or Buck's Fizz followed in the show lounge where all the officers were introduced. Waiters were coming round with canapés but they never got as far as us. Bad form Thompson. 

Finally it was tea time, main course being a nice lamb shank

There was time for us to join in with a game show, where our teams captain was frankly rubbish, and listen to a group with a lovely female singer, befor retiring. 

Tomorrow, Lisbon, Portugal