I moved gingerly this morning, waking, as I might have expected, stiff and sore. But all that ice worked magic, and the scary swelling was down considerably. A year ago right now I was nursing a broken arm from a trip over the edge of an Aubusson rug while carrying a stack of boxes at home, so stiff and sore was an improvement.
We barely made it to breakfast in the Allegro Dining Room before it closed at 9am (stollen spotted: 0), and then sat in the comfy seating on the Terrace Deck. I can see why this was G’s favorite part of the ship last year, and why we tried to book cabins toward the back of the ship this year. It’s nice back there, and much quieter than the mid ship pool with MUTS, or the Retreat Pool with no shade and a lot of wind.
Lunch today was a slice of Margarita pizza from the Lido Deck, but while we were eating out there, a big rain moved in that forced us to first move and then to pick our way across the flooded Lido Deck. Thirty minutes later, the sun was back out, but it was like that the rest of the day. Even G was convinced to stay on the ship.
As soon as we sailed, it was again obvious that we were going to be rocking and rolling tonight. Walking was a bit of a caution, reminiscent of our Atlantic crossing, and I was not up for it. I was also still full from the pizza at lunch, and decided to watch the end of the Army v. Navy game and college hoops on my iPad in the cabin. By 7 p.m. I was starving, and it would have been a perfect time to order room service, but without Princess Plus, I was unwilling to pay $14.99 for Ocean Now delivery. G later told me that the dining room had offered to send anything from the dinner menu to the cabin for me, but he figured I was already asleep. I survived without dinner for the second time this cruise, good practice for the food withdrawal we’ll be going through in a week.
G made a big night of it, going to Kevin Jordan’s comedy show at 6:30pm, then to the Princess Theater for variety show time (with Willis White again, sorry I missed that), then to the Wheelhouse (close to the aft elevators and our cabin on a rocky night). I was asleep long before he returned, but he told me later that he had nearly fallen twice with the ship rocking so much. He took a step but the floor had risen by the time he set his foot down, catching it. I was wise to stay in.
I am trying hard to get G to cut his hair like this when we get home, but he says he had his hair cut like this for 27 years and is over it.
