Both of us tossed and turned a bit in the night. The ship was going very fast and with the storm, the water was very choppy.
You could really feel the bed rockin’ and rollin’
If the bed's a rockin'...
boy was it evident when I got up to use the restroom! I was tossed all over the cabin.
We had massages at 8AM. Boy did our bodies need them!
After a beating from just going to the bathroom... I bet you needed it!
Even though we had Palo Brunch at 10AM, I didn't want to arrive starving.
Jill did.
I'm with Jill, here.
Bit sparse. Looks like you wanted to arrive pretty much starving too!
But the ship was very rocky. I had to grab the handrails just to walk to my treatment room.
met Jill back at the room. She had climbed back underneath the covers.
Lazy bones!
Actually, sounds really nice after a massage.
Funny. I just commented on
@Steppesister PTR how you wax poetic about Palo.
We were seated at a table with a perfect view of the ocean. Unfortunately the ocean wasn't being very perfect.
Yikes.
There is a stretch of water between France and Spain, known as the Bay of Biscay. It is where the deep Altantic ocean hits a shallow shelf and the waters here are quite turbulent.
Huh. Did not know that.
We started off with a Prosecco for me and a Mimosa for Jill.
That's "Mmmmmmmmmmosa".
For my pastry I picked the Lemon puff pastry tart
Didn't know you would have pastries too. Nice.
I had to have the classic Benedict.
And it was just perfectly cooked!
Looks good! I can't imagine having a medium or (shudder) hard poached eggs benedict.
Jill went for the Mickey Waffle and fruit. I tasted it and it was definitely good, but she wasn’t able to eat much of it.
Not
quite starved enough.
At some point the Head guy, not sure what you call him. Restaurant Manager? Came by and pointed out how large the waves were out the window in front of us. Jill was like, “Please stop”.
Oh dear! Do you remember this?
I was getting pretty full, but thought that the Celery Soup might not be too much for me. It was.
I was thinking I'd have picked the tomato soup. Maybe it would've been lighter than one with sausage in it! (Which is a surprise, for celery soup.)
Jill had really been looking forward to the Chicken Parmesan, but this just wasn’t the same as when I first started cruising. Back then it was pounded so thin, you could cut it with the side of your fork. This was basically a regular chicken breast with red sauce and cheese on top.
Yeah... no.
One reason why I hardly ever order it. It's rarely done well.
I even went back and looked at the picture from 2012. Well here, you be the judge.
And on a bed of risotto, no less! Yum.
with our water view table and looking at all the giant waves coming in, Jill was feeling even more sick. She went back to the room.
Poor Jill.
I took a picture with Minnie after Brunch. The photographer was commenting on how our outfits nearly matched.
Nice shots, too.
It turns out that with the internet package, it's not assigned to one device, but one sign-on. Since Jill and I didn't need to be online at the same time we shared an internet package.
Good call.
Then I went to the gift shop to see if they had any TA cruise specific merch.
Wondered what "TA" stood for... until I saw the shirt.
So then I began the task of laundry. It turns out that everyone else on the ship seemed to have the same plan.
Poop.
Say that even if I walked only 900ft each time I went to the laundry room, I still walked nearly a mile and a half doing the laundry.
With the extra trip down to Deck 8 I had about 2000ft invested Into the laundry trek.
Had second thoughts? About having the laundry service do it instead, I mean?
The washing sheet was still intact. It turns out I had actually never started it! Doh!
I chose the 2003 Freaky Friday. I'd never seen it before and since it was recently announced that they were making a sequel, I figured I should watch it.
I've never seen it. How was it? Is that the one with Lindsay Lohan and Jamie Lee Curtis?
Technically the hot tub up there holds two people, but we've pushed that a bit.
With three people who all knew each other?
We soaked for about 20 or so minutes and then laid down on the heated tile loungers.
<sigh>
Sounds
wonderful.
Jill said that I fell asleep.
Not surprised! Be hard not to.
She ordered the cheese plate “All Hands On Deck”
Looks... serviceable.
They were spicy and the blue cheese dressing was awful. It was thin, and had no blue cheese flavor.
Well... yuck. Although the wings
look okay.
I swapped out the dress I planned to wear on the night that was now formal night, and ran down to get some pictures.
Must say that's a beautiful dress. You look amazing in it.
While I was waiting in line for Chip and Dale, I snapped this picture of the “party” going on in the lobby. There was a band playing and it was a very festive atmosphere.
Fun.
Jill told me that our server said that “Mitch McConnell” came down to dinner the night before after Prima Notte.
And... okay? I don't think I'd really care.
Heh... I might've asked if I was being told because
he wanted
my autograph.
She proceeded to dining shame Jill for not having the “fortitude” to show up.
I don't get this? Dining shame? Fortitude to show up... to see Mitch McConnell?
Sorry, not following.
It turns out that the wine we wanted wasn't available on this cruise, so we had to pivot.
Jill ordered the Tomato Soup.
There it is.
It took me a little while to finish my salad. First because they really didn't put any dressing on it.
Um... that's not a salad. That's just a hunk of lettuce.
At least three times, someone tried to take it away from me before I was done.
Stab 'em with your fork!
And then they brought the Prime Rib.
mmmmmmmm... prime rib.
It had probably been sitting under the lights for a while because the top was over cooked and no longer medium rare. It was also fairly cold.
Well, that sucks.
I'd be so looking forward to it, and then...
A photopass photographer came by while we were eating and took our pictures.
I
despise those. Can't you see I'm eating? Go bother someone else.
Jill said she didn't want any right from the start, but yet the server continued to spout the virtues of the various desserts. I realized that she hadn't paid a word of attention when I said I wanted the Date Pudding. Her gratuity was rapidly slipping into “no additional funds”.
Can see that.
She started to tell us about the menu for the following night. Puh-lease. You don't think I totally know about the menu with the Grand Mariner Souffle? You're suggesting that I order the Creme Brulee? Why? Because the kitchen makes too many of them because every person in their right mind orders the Grand Mariner Souffle?
Your love of the Grand Marnier Soufflé is legendary.
What even is that??
Most of it laundry related...