Day 26 and 27 have seen us get back into the routine of life on board, which for us consists of a late morning (even for Dad who needs all the rest he can get) followed by lunch and an afternoon activity (usually a pub quiz), then the 5pm film, which takes us up to getting ready for dinner! Unfortunately since the first night, despite seeming to get along well our dining company has dwindled, with the two ladies leaving (we think they changed to the earlier dinner sitting), and John dining in another restaurant. So for the last two days it has just been me, dad and Ted, an 82-year-old retired accountant from New Jersey, sitting around the dinner table. This has been quite disappointing as for me the best part of a cruise like this is the chance to meet with and chat to other people, which has been quite limited this time around.
We have met a few people, including two couples who we met on the first day, and even took part in a quiz with the couple from Worthing, but other than that the social opportunities have been fairly limited! Perhaps that is also down to us because we don't share interests like needlework, knitting, scarf tying, napkin folding, bingo... well, you get the idea! Of course they also do more active stuff like sports (table tennis, golf etc) and dancing, but neither of these are of any value to me. On a more positive note, I have enjoyed the films (I'm looking forward to the showing this afternoon of The Hurt Locker), and also the Shakespeare play the taming of the shrew, which have all been quite entertaining.
Unfortunately, and this might explain the less upbeat mood of this entry, this morning we had some very sad news, as we heard from home that our dog Murphy had to be put to sleep. We had known this was on the cards for a couple of weeks, as he had been having problems with his legs, and while we have been away this has deteriorated quite rapidly, to the point where he could no longer stand. Although at 13 he has lived a good life, it’s still very sad to lose him, as he was part of the family. He was just a big softy who liked nothing more than playing with his toys while “talking” to you.
This news, as well as the feeling of formality overload, meant that yesterday evening we opted out of the formal night, choosing instead to stay in normal clothes and eat at one of the less posh restaurants. Quite a relaxed affair and we were quite appreciative of not having to dress for dinner for a change. We were not the only ones doing it, but nevertheless I felt a little self-conscious of not being quite as presentable as I should be! We still have one formal night left on the trip now, so we'll be breaking out the DJs again tomorrow.
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