Cruisin' - Day 3 - at sea

It was another gently rocking night on the decidedly uncomfortable sofa bed. But the blockout curtains did their job, and it was around 8:30am that I opened them to a delightful sight: blue cloudless skies, deep blue sea with a modest swell. I pointed out to the others that not only would we have to be up at this time tomorrow, we’d have to be dressed, fed, and ready to disembark by 8:30am, as we have an excursion departing at 8:50am dockside.

The view from our bed

But that wasn’t today. Today, we rose eventually, breakfasted generously, and then found a few deckchairs to enjoy the sunshine. The pool near the back was still sloshing about like a huge washing machine on overdrive, and was sending up massive blowhole sprays – it had lost about a third of its water in the past 36 hours. The boys had played chicken with the waves and lost, both soaked to the skin when we saw them a little later.

And this was on a good day!

They did take the net off the ‘adults only’ pool, and declared it open for everyone. Ky was one of the first half dozen people in the pool, even though it was utterly freezing. Jos was in a little later, and also unimpressed with the temperature. It didn’t seem to slow them down much and Ky made some friends that he hung around with for much of the rest of the day.

Not actually all that warm

How to scooch under a waterfall (that's Alice)

How not to scooch under a waterfall (that's Ky)

Still not all that warm

We got sunscreen on eventually, but not before JD’s shins and face had developed a rather pinkish hue. By mid-afternoon the sitting around and sun got the better of us (and it had cooled down a little) and we retired to our room for a siesta. (Except that the sofa bed had been folded up, so there were only two beds plus the sofa, so I missed out.) So I sat on the balcony and read my book and sipped my wine (and did a load of laundry, and changed some currency, and clarified what we needed for our tour tomorrow).

There are worse places to endure a sunset

We dined again at the white cloth restaurant, but at a different table. Our waiters were significantly below the excellent standard of the previous night (slow to attend/take orders; delivered our meals to the adjacent table, twice; never refilled glasses). It was a considerably busier night, and a lot of meals were brought down prepared – we saw waiters carrying stacks of plates with food covers, and our meals had a slightly congealed look to them.

With the early start tomorrow, we had lights out by 10pm, and an alarm set for the utterly unreasonable hour of 7am.