Oh the joy of a day at sea. No commitments other than the big decision to eat at the buffet or the dining room. Oh, and don’t forget to mosey down to the espresso bar for that cappuccino.
We all slept in. I’ve developed this habit of waking up as the sun rises. I snap a quick sunrise shot and hop back into bed (if there is time). Today, oh baby, there was time, and it felt good. But the sunrise wasn’t that pretty today. Kind of blah – which is exactly how I felt. Maybe the sun needed to sleep in, also. There was a little slip of a moon in the sky, but you just can’t win at the Spectacular Sunrise Contest every day. It still was nice, but I’m getting spoiled. I rarely sleep late, but I didn’t get up until after 9:30 a.m. George and Ellie were still dead to the world, but George eventually got up and we had lunch at the buffet. I was hungry because we had missed breakfast.