We both agree that the days at sea have been a bit of a revelation, we were concerned that we maybe a bit bored without the promise of getting off or exploring. But the requirement to stop is most valuable, I've consumed two novels and am concerned that I maybe at the mercy of the ships shop if I plough through the next two at such speed.
Prior to Liz's craft class we went for a coffee and sat with a older couple. We have started to become rather reluctant to get enter conversations with older passengers 'cause of the bile, grumpiness and general complaining that is often spewed out. They've been on numerous cruises prior and everything was better before. They almost imply that it was actually better before they let the riff-raff on board, your sort ...
But this couple were rather refreshing, clearly well to do and appearing as seasoned cruisers, it turned out this was there first cruise also. They listened to our suggestions acutely, instead of dismissing them out of hand as the opinions of a whippersnapper (under sixty!)
The day passes quickly amidst lounging around, reading, catching up on the olympics , having lil' sleeps and indulging in day drinking. In terms of weather not such a good day in comparison with our previous sea day, spend much of the afternoon dodging downpours.
Day two in the quiz provides an improvement in the performance of The Three Musketeers with a score of 19 out of 20, a full house would have occurred if my fellow team mates had trusted me on 1930's American Presidents, but alas it is hard to argue when the other team members of your trio is made up by a married couple. Attempts to convince Chris Egghead to join have to this point been unsuccessful, but I resolve to not gve up his quest for support until returning to English waters.
Liz has completed her felt necklace and bangle over the period of four craft classes, she is disappointed that they don't offer another activity for the remaining sessions and no doubt this will feature in her comments at the end. Never to be disheartened knowing that she understands the principle of felt bead creation she just resolves to perhaps just make a more elaborate one in maybe green or red, someone's going to be a lucky spud come Christmas.
Against the advice of many of our fellow cruisers tonight we endured a meal in the Marco Pierre White affiliated Ocean Grill. Such a hardship to have to a sumptuous meal served by friendly and entertaining staff, in a small and select dining area and to be able to dine at our own pace. In short it is excellent and we are glad that it is being avoided by the many as it ensures better service and experience for us.
Further evidence that we may never return to the Peninsular restaurant, although the head waiter did hunt Liz out to provide her with tomorrow's menu to allow her to select her choices for the following day. Unimaginative (traditional) English food is often described as the 'Best of British' but this assortment of choice would be more accurately described as 'the worst ...' Clearly it suits the majority of the clientele very well, but us Todd's are more free thinking and experimental in our tastes.
We didn't have the heart to say that although we will return truthfully it doesn't really suit us and we have divided much of our remaining evening dining opportunities between the different nationalities cuisines in the buffet, Sorento and the Ocean Grill. So left a note saying we were going Spanish tomorrow evening and left it with one of the waitering staff O'lay!
I am pleased to report that Liz appears much better, full of sprite (not the pop) and life now, long may it continue.
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