May 7, 2013
07.05.2013 - 07.05.2013
Day Two at Sea
|First full day on the Cruise Ship. Not much to report as will be the case for each of the “At Sea” days I expect.
Our impressions of this RCCL ship and what it offers can only be compared to what we have experienced with NCL. First of all is the obvious, and that is this ship is significantly larger than the two Norwegian class ships we've sailed on. The crew is very mixed nationality wise. We've noticed more Caucasians with a lot fewer Philippinos.
The food seems to be very well prepared and tasty. The thing that we don't like of course is the dining arrangement. They don't have the 'free style' dining we have come to think of as normal. They have made some sort of provision for those of us who want to deviate from the status quo, but it pales in comparison to Norwegian. In short 95% of the people here are herded to a table at the same time and place and with the same members of the herd as the night before. The all day general buffet is very comparable except for the drink disposal. Here everything is dispensed by wait staff, even coffee.
One nice thing is that these guys don't flog drinks like Norwegian does. In a couple of days now, we have yet to be approached by wait staff soliciting us to buy their booze. Having said that, they are asking a ludicrous utterly absurd price for their soda/coke packages. Something like $7 per day. Multiply that by 15.
There is one thing that is becoming more and more apparent. We don't think the ship is anywhere near full. If it is, then it can sure handle a ton of people while making it seem empty. And these are 'at sea' days when everyone is on board. Examples: They have a beautiful 18 hole free mini golf. When I walked by, mid-afternoon today, there were a mere two couples using it. They also have a rock climbing wall. I checked it out late afternoon yesterday. The two staff members there had no clients, and their boredom was palpable. The basketball court was also null and void of human beings. The temperatures on deck are in the mid twenties today, plenty warm enough to hit the pool deck and catch some rays. It was practically a ghost town at 3:00 pm. And finally, the restaurants are virtually empty, and the waiters keep giving us double portions of food and even have had the audacity to serve me dessert when I had plainly not asked for any.
My ingloriously pathetic beard is coming along very nicely. We had some pictures taken of us at dinner last night and my sparse grey stubble was quite conspicuous when we viewed them this morning. I may compromise at some point, and just let a goatee be my sole whiskery facial adornment. Deep down despite her protestations, I sincerely believe Susan likes my Esau look. She'll never admit it, but I truly believe it to be so.
Shan, about the shoes. Our pioneer sister who gave the tour of the Louvre did indeed have herself shod in some noteworthy foot wear. First of all the colour was a peculiar Pierce feces hue of brown. They were fashioned after a typical man's brogue style. Those two things alone made them cause for analysis but the clincher was their finish. You know that super shiny plastic material young three year old girls' shoes have. This is what she had. The laces were ridiculously skinny as well and not well colour coordinated with the shoes All these oddities left me often furtively staring at them in wonder, and on at least one occasion she noticed me doing so. Awkward, as now she still probably thinks of me as some weirdo with a foot fetish.
Anyway hopefully Susan can have some more creative things to comment on Wednesday's 'at sea' day.
Over and out for Marko. Miller time!!