Sunday, Jan 27 - Day
7 of holiday and Day 5 on board Island Princess
Happy Birthday Pokey!
I started my day with my morning access to the Internet and
a hot chocolate. The seat I sit in faces
to the SE and the early morning sun and the view of the swells is a nice way to
start the day. This part of the ship is
quiet until about 8:30 when some early and enthusiastic card players show up
and make it a happy but loud place. I
then move on.....
We enjoyed a breakfast in
the Horizon which was followed by a third round of mini-putt. What has my life become???? I am currently up two out of three but I
suspect that will change today as I have seen Freddi pantomiming the perfect
golf swing when she is standing still. I
am worried about my status.
We sat in the sun for a brief period partially because we
got too much sun the other day and partly because the wind was blowing like
fury and shoes, sunglasses and even lounge chairs were tumbling down the
walkway. Freddi suggested that this was
an ideal time for retail therapy, funny that eh, and we went to the
"outlet sale". I put that in
quotes as it is a stretch in any language.
There was a collection of old trinkets and clothes from other cruises
and stretch pants for men. We could have
purchased a nice windbreaker from the Alaska cruise if we were XL as every one
of the jackets was XL. Oddly enough
there was a long line at the cash as people held their price reduced items
close to their chests as they waited to pay.
As we left without anything an old guy sitting at the door said
"You guys are the winners - you purchased nothing". I think his wife was in the line.
After that exhausting activity we retired to the inside pool
to watch the sea, read and perhaps to nap.
We then had lunch in Horizon and I am short on words about
that event. For the first time I felt I
was trough feeding as a learned response.
Crap that only took 4 days at sea.
We went to theatre to listen to a lecture about Cartagena and
it was both interesting and insightful.
That city has taken a pounding over the years and a ton of money has
been invested in building fortresses and protection for the city. It also was the centre of all riches for many
years as the Spanish and others of course became pirates in attempts to get
their hands on the gold and silver. We
also learned that there are many parts of Cartagena where tourists should not
walk alone. The merchants are aggressive and in some cases there is a criminal
element that runs there. Who would have
guessed that as it is Columbia after all.
It is a beautiful city that has been built on reclaimed land and the
photos show it to be very progressive. I
am looking forward to our tour there sometime later in the week.

At dinner we were seated in the Provence Dining Room (fixed
time and seating dining) as they had availability and we were stuck in a corner by the window. The view was great as it was dark and we
could only see the white splashing of the ships wake as we steamed ever farther
south. It turned out to be the corner
that Mario, the Sommelier, worked out of and he stopped to chat with us more than
once. We enjoyed our discussions and he
advised us that the Melchor wine that I was enjoying was selling out
quickly. He put one aside for us later
in the cruise as he knew that I enjoyed it so much. Our dinner was a little different as I
enjoyed a watermelon and Mascarpone cheese sauce served in a martini glass
(think about that mmmm) followed by a nice veal marsala with yummy
veggies. Freddi had an asparagus appie
and the veal also. Did you hear that -
Freddi ate veal! Our desserts were just
plain decadent in that they were both chocolate and high in calories an d
sugar. Go figgur'
We then walked down to the theatre again to watch the
comedian go at people again. He was very
funny and we enjoyed his 45 minute stint.
We then walked from the aft to our stateroom which is almost the full
length of the ship. It was time to call
this lazy day.
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