Today was a day at sea while we are steaming 550 nautical miles towards the Equator and Ecuador. I woke up feeling ever so much better today. The sun was shining and the water was sparkling blue. I couldn’t tell looking out the porthole how warm it was, but it looked pretty darned wonderful. George and Emma were both still in slumberland. I put on my gym clothes and made the trek to the top of the ship.
I was going to head for the gym, but when I popped out by the pool, it was so warm and lovely that I decided to walk the track. It was about 7:30 a.m. and already there were a number of people sunbathing. Mostly the old prunes, I mean aged sun-lovers, the same group who always seem to be there. Maybe they sleep there – or they died on the first day and nobody has noticed yet. If I was a pool attendant, I’d sure pretend not to notice.
Everybody was smiling broadly, and I thought this was an awfully jolly group. Then I quickly checked to make sure there wasn’t a stream of toilet paper hanging out the back of my pants. Last time I saw smiles this happy, I had a big streamer of Charmin’ following me. Continue reading “Day 8 – Sea Day and the Magic of Dolphins”