These days at sea are a bit of a change. The air is less polluted. The shopping is more familiar. The downside is that a number of people have come down with the flu (Asian, I guess).
I think I’m beginning to detect a pattern in the ship-board entertainment. In Kochi I learned how to iron with a 17 pound iron. Someone from the ship must have been watching, because now they’re teaching me how to make the bed “Seabourne Style.”
And, they’re letting me try out as a cocktail waitress.
I keep looking over my shoulder, waiting for Tom Sawyer to talk me into whitewashing some fences around here.