We
were both ready for a lazy day at sea. We woke late and had breakfast and then
wandered down to watch the midday Waltz lesson while drinking a Mimosa for me and a
G&T for David. The lesson was quite bad. It was described as a ‘Slow Waltz’
but most of the steps were American style. There was no knowledge of technique.
However, people enjoyed themselves and were able to dance around together,
which is the important thing.
After
that we spent a few hours by the pool. We were lucky to find 2 sun beds
together, as most were full. Someone must have just left. We sat in the sun and
swam in the pool to cool down. It became a bit noisy, as the entertainment on
offer was Pool Olympics. We had to sit through a pool volleyball match and a
scavenger hunt and then a few things that we did not bother to watch. We had a
bit of a nasty incident when David could not find his sea pass (the key for the
door plus the card that pays for anything we buy or shows we have the free
rinks package). Mine was there, in its grey leatherette case, but David’s card
plus case were missing. Someone must have seen it and decided to use it for a
few free drinks. As David pulled on some clothes to go down to Guest Relations
to get a new card, he discovered that his Vivienne Westwood sandals
were also missing. I looked around and found them by the pool and took them
back. Someone must have walked along the hot deck and decided the surface was
burning his feet and grabbed the nearest sandals. We were lucky that the person
left them in an obvious place.
We
went back to our room where David fell asleep for a couple of hours while I
read. Once again David started talking and was able to answer questions but
could not remember a thing on waking. I finally woke him at 7.15 so we could go
to dinner. While he slept I received a phone call from Guest Relations saying
they had heard back from Head Office about compensation for being without
lights. Head Office would not budge, despite the fact that quite a few people
had complained. I could tell that the woman was embarrassed by that. She
offered us a bottle of white wine instead, to take home or enjoy on our balcony
with friends. Once again I said no thank you as it was no use to us. She said
to let her know if there was anything she could do for us, so I said I’d go
along in a few days and get her to reconfirm my airport transfer, if that was
okay, as there was no way we could phone them. We won’t let it spoil our
holiday, and we had a good laugh about it when the bottle of wine first arrived,
but I still think we were put into a dangerous situation and something more
should have been done.
It
was an Evening Chic night (their version of semi-formal) so David wore a suit
and I had on a long dress. We were among the most formally-dressed people we
saw (though we did see a couple of men in tuxedo and bow tie) as most were
wearing open-neck shirts or dresses that were close to sundresses. Service was
slow. It was almost 9pm and our main course had not been served. We wanted to
go to the show, so we abandoned our dinner table and went off to watch ‘Life’,
the production with the singers and dancers. Afterwards we went to the
Oceanview Café for a snack and then to Café al Bacio for dessert.
We
were back in our room by 11pm and David went straight to bed. I read for about
an hour before I was ready to sleep.
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