Although I slept OK, waking with a dry throat at about 4:30am meant grabbing a Strepsil.
The Horizon Court was reasonably busy as it affords a good viewing spot and is considerably cooler than on deck, where temperatures soared to 42 degrees (C!), which is a bit uncomfortable and the flies appear from nowhere.
We didn’t win the morning trivia so we are at least consistent. We don’t need to win lanyards anyway.
Although I spent time catching up with the blog, there was no point in trying to connect to the internet so I managed to stack up two days’ worth of insomnia cures for you, ready for loading. (For some strange reason – probably poor posture, I keep typing fir instead of for, so apologies if in previous posts, it doesn’t make any sense…)
Paula went off for a hot stone massage then after a quick diversion to the buffet for a small portion of chicken curry (can’t resist it!), it was afternoon trivia time again. A gallant attempt - but another winless day.
At 5pm. We duly presented ourselves to Thomas in the aerobics studio, for our body analysis. The only measurable part was 4 electrodes, 2 on the right foot, 2 on the right hand, with a few lines of printout. Not as much as I expected, whilst Thomas explained a wee bit about the results and what they meant, plus a bit about liver function, water etc. Rather surprisingly, there was no test for blood pressure, heart rate, or indeed our posture or any muscular deficiencies or skeletal balance, lung function etc.
According to the figures produced, I am on 20.8% body fat and my target is to get it to 20%. Weight to drop 0.8kgs – but as the weight was what I gave him and was not from stepping on the scales, one has to doubt the accuracy of the testing regime. My metabolic rate is OK. The pitch then came that he wanted us to sign up for 5 sessions with him at a cost of $400. Not exactly unexpected (you soon learn that whilst cruising, there are all sorts of methods and ploys to try and get you to part with more money whilst on board) but as my objective was no more than some sort of measurable status of the body, I am happy enough carrying on as I am, returning to the stretch yoga class when we return, and hopefully, a return to the badminton court, albeit, at a social level, as I think that sadly, maybe our competitive days may now be over.
After a lightening quick shave and shower (me, not Paula), we went to the early (6:30pm) production show “Moments to Remember” and even though we have seen it at least three times, it is still enjoyable watching the dancers and listening to the orchestra, though we are not exactly keen fans of the two singers.
On then to a special dinner. One of the endearing qualities of the Princess line is their keenness to try and cater for the wishes of the passengers. We had made a request a couple of nights ago for a curry and we expected a red and a green Thai chicken curry, but what we got was a delicious prawn curry! I am not too sure whether we would call it straight Thai or Indian, (we think it might have been a Goa curry). The rice was topped with crispy fried onions but they should have known by now that sending a dish of curry of ten portions out to our table of ten, was probably a bit lean. Next time we have asked for two curries - but a total of 20 portions! We thoroughly enjoyed it.
We grabbed a quick coffee before heading for the Vista lounge and comedian George King. H’mmm. Not exactly a belly busting night and more of generally mildly amusing. I’ll be generous and give him a 6½ or maybe 7, but no more. I am not sure whether or not we have seen him before, but certainly, his material wasn’t exactly brand new.
A pleasant chat afterwards to three of the cruise staff – Bernie, Alex and Tom. They do seem to get on very well as an entertainment staff team, along with Marcus and Fernando. The weak link currently is probably dyslexic DJ James, who may well be more suited to a younger crowd. Nice enough guy, but with a good sprinkling of older passengers fairly well up on the 3R’s, he comes over as a product of a later generation with a much narrower education focus and the dyslexia doesn’t help at all, particularly at trivia.
Anyway, an 11:50pm retirement and advancing the clocks by one hour, as we gradually get back on to Australasian time, with another day at sea, before Aqaba.
At least we got through the Suez Canal safely.
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