Seas Are a Bit on the Rough Side Today Don’t You Think Jeeves?

I burned 300 calories in the gym this morning.  That probably takes care of yesterday’s Bellini and maybe a few spoonfuls of hot and sour soup.  Not sure what’s going to happen to the rest of the drinks, lunch (broiled fish in ginger sauce, chicken with vegetables in chili sauce and fried rice), afternoon snack (sliced rare roast sirloin and roasted potatoes) or dinner (sautéed chicken livers, steak with mushroom sauce, parmesan potatoes and vanilla cake with raspberry filling)…Never mind what I ate today…Life’s tough :)

Breakfast was great.  Porridge, sausage, black pudding and HP sauce.  Who could ask for anything more.  Okay, enough with the menu.

Whitecaps were definitely increasing today.  And as they were so was the ships movement.  The ship only rolls a little bit.  It has some pretty sophisticated stabilizers so although there’s a very gentle and small roll, most of the movement is more like mild airplane turbulence.  Except that instead of up and down, it’s side to side.  It kind of makes you question after that first Singapore Sling…is it the ship or me?

Went to the planetarium today.  The “only” planetarium at sea.  Everything on the QM2 is either “the only” or “the largest” at sea.

Sky’s cleared up and had a beautiful sunset off the aft deck.  Went out with dad and took some pictures in our formal dinner wear.

Accent seems to come and go.  It’s a bloody nightmare, We’re seated with Yanks at dinner but end up sitting with Brit’s during lunch.  Can’t seem to make up it’s fucking mind.  People are going to think I’m schizo.

Went to the Commodore’s Cocktail Reception this evening.  Wondering who was manning the bridge while the senior officers were boozing it up with the rabble.  someone mentioned interns.

Dude…What’s that button do?

Jill and Peter joined us at our table.  They are not travelling together but sit at the same dinner table.  Jill is abandoning her husband for two months while he finishes the first chapter of his dissertation.  She’s Euro railing around Europe and taking the Westbound passage in November.  She’s the only passenger with only a backpack…Ah for the freedom of youth.

I tried, unsuccessfully, to buy two things today.   A sweatband, which at one point I’d packed but seems to have disappeared somewhere along the way, and QM2 or Cunard cufflinks.  Now you’d think the last item would be readily available…and overpriced…but sadly the best I could find was sterling cufflink with the QM2 logo on the small side.  The big side was a porthole.  Really?  Three black-tie dinners in five days and you don’t sell sufficiently garish self-marketting cufflinks?

I live a tough life :)