Day 6 When did I stop worshipping the Sun

Day 6 When did I stop worshipping the Sun


Yoga is almost the same as yesterday except with a slight swell we do not try the balance positions which I think is a good thing. Even on flat ground I can not stand on one leg so on a boat it is just farcical. Managed to put the docket out so we at least got tea and coffee and the 3 cups I had started to kick in with the first stretch. did I mention there are only 3 of us in the class so 4 with the instructor “Bradley” (A made up name I think) so we constitute half of the lesson. This is the last one for a couple of days so lets make the most of it and Stretcccccch. I survive and stagger off for breakfast, lucky for me it is on the same deck, Toast boiled eggs (for a change) and coffee. We find a table in fact given how small this boat is it is a little surprising that what ever meal we are at there are tables available. On the Alaska cruise we would get food and then wander around for 10 minutes whilst it got cold searching for somewhere to sit. (there is probably some mathematical ratio for tables to people to time somewhere). The old guy is there before us but we have nearly finished by the time he actually gets his butt on the chair.


We have a spa day pass today which means we get to sit at the front of the boat where no children or bands are allowed. A sort of quiet area, it is quite and also a sun trap so a lot of time is spend trying to get out of the sun. Now I don’t remember when I changed from wanting to sit in the sun to wanting to avoid sitting in the sun. I remember times gone by when I though the best possible day would be lying on a deckchair slowly frying myself. Interestingly Egypt where we are heading actually worshipped the Sun as a religion and there are some followers on the ship. Greased up they lie prone only stirring to reapply more bronzer and to turn themselves over to baste another portion. Some of them will need to turn many times given the girth or physical size. These days given a choice I will walk on the shady side of the street and where possible avoid direct sunlight. I am not particularly worried about skin cancer or premature aging (think it is too late for that) I just don’t like it any more.


Heading back across the deck for lunch my old guy is trying to lower himself onto a lounger I help him down but now I am worried he will get sunstroke trying to get himself back up ( I will check on him on the way back). If you think we are eating all the time you are correct that’s what you do on cruises. Food is available 24*7. I must have been in the US too long as I put fruit on the same plate as my Mexican chili beef and takeo. Think I need the fruit more. Our guy is stood up by the time we pass again so he must have started to rise as soon as I helped him down.


Back in the suntrap we play shuffle chair for a while trying to avoid the sun until it is time for the wine tasting. A small diversion which gets us back inside in the air-conditioning. There are six selected wines and none of them are French, Kendal Jackson, Wolfblass, Moldavi? (spelling) and a couple of Chilean (Chilean chardonnay is good and worth a try these days for the price) The talk is informative and the handouts even more so. We end with a desert wine which would be great after dinner but not so good at 3:45 in the afternoon. I decide the spa is just a little too bright and decline to return. Judi say s she has to go as she has another spa appointment, who would have guessed. She will be getting loyalty and christmas cards from them this year I am sure. I head back to the cabin to finish my book, The second of the cruise. I normally only read novels on holiday not at home there are too many distractions and even when I read it is normal none fiction (not sure why they are not just labeled “fact”). So to have completed 2 books already for me is good. One about a swimmer who encounters a young whale and the second a book on short essays by the lady who took over from Alistair Cook (google him) who did those wonderful “Letters from America” which I and my mother used to tune in and listen to so many years ago. Even when I was no longer at home we would both listen and discuss when I called.


I went to post yesterdays blog in the top lounge only to find Team Dominican Republic holding another party which looks like it has been in full swing for quite a while. There is lots of Latin music and dancing, Kids and elders everyone is having fun and the bar staff are on their toes keeping up with them. It is good to see a group who are taking their enjoyment so seriously. I know they will be back here after dinner and continue into the small hours. It does not seem to impact them at all and they are always around at breakfast recounting the great time they had the previous evening. (note to self check the place out for a holiday)


I found some of the photos taken of us at “Formal” night and not as bad as I expected so need to start saving as these do cost you. Dinner is again excellent I have Rib eye steak and Judi salmon. (Elaine no pictures of this meal but plenty of others check the web photo album). We are engaged in conversation with out table guests and time flies fast. We are “encouraged” to leave by people clearing up around us, where did the last 2 hours go. Not ready to retire yet we meander to the lounge where several drinks later we decide enough and turn in all a little tired and emotional. There was an announcement late this afternoon telling us the clocks were being put back an hour tonight now we only put them forward last night which is weird. We conclude that as it is Ramadan there mush be some deviation on the daylight savings. Whatever it means an extra hours sleep and given we are not on muster until 8:30 am.