VOV: Sea Day #4

Sunday, July 17, 2022

As we got farther away from the Greenland coast, the water continued to get rougher. I heard several people say their traveling companion(s) had taken to their room already. My Bonine is working fine, thank goodness.

We did not see anything on the main dining room menu that we had to have so back to the Lido we went. I was not very hungry at all, so I just had a bowl of mushroom and wild rice chowder. Chuck had some spicy beef from the Asian station. They also had a special Indonesian station set up which had not been advertised. It should have been advertised because from past trips, I know this is a popular option among the guests.

After dinner, I went back to the room to catch up on some of my postings. Again, I found 2 surprises – one good and one bad. The good one was a gift of Pinnacle Grill chocolates for Chuck from the Casino.

The bad one was a note saying the clocks would move forward another hour. Between the time changes and the fact that it is still light outside even after 10:00, it’s a wonder I have any clue at all about what is going on.

I tried to upload our day in Qaqortok into WordPress but ended up losing everything I had written because the crappy Internet connection had timed out. So frustrating. I am going to write the narrative in Word from now on and save it to the hard drive. I will copy it to WordPress when I have stronger Internet access.

Chuck and I went to see the show by Karen Grainger, the song impressionist. We had skipped the earlier show in the week but then heard how good it was. She is leaving the ship in Reykjavik, so we wanted to catch this show. She was very good.

It is amazing how she can mimic the voices of so many singers for example Adele, Cher, Dolly, Reba, Celine, Brittney, and even Willie (Nelson). She ended the show by singing a song in her own voice which was beautiful in its own right.

After the show, Chuck went to play 3-card poker and I went to the room. I told him I was not going to set the alarm. If he woke up before I did, go ahead and go to breakfast. I might sleep all day.

I knew I would probably miss Jon’s last presentation and maybe even the Captain’s Q/A session, but I didn’t care. I was very tired and our tour in Reykjavik on Monday starts early and will last nine hours. It’s not like I have been working but the time changes have finally gotten to me. I admire the crew as they too must endure the time changes, still be at work on time, and they all have smiles on their faces and a friendly word to everyone. I, on the other hand, wake up looking like Grumpy Cat.

Well, I did sleep to almost 9:30 so I definitely missed Jon’s presentation. I went to get coffee and the baristas said they were glad to see me. They were worried about me because I was late. They are sweet young women.

The dining room was having a special Sunday brunch, so we decided to eat there. I enjoyed my lunch of Greek yogurt for the appetizer, mushroom crepe for the main course, and Poffertjes for dessert. They were nickel-sized puffy pancakes with powdered sugar.

Chuck was not really impressed with his lunch – Ham & Gruyere Monte Christo Sandwich with fries. The service was really slow, and his fries had started to cool off before he got his meal. However, I think they must have zapped my crepes twice in the microwave because steam came out of them, and the mushrooms burned my tongue. We sat at a table of 6 and at least the lively conversation made the time pass by pleasantly.

Only thing about sleeping late is that the day goes by so quickly. It was after twelve before we finished brunch. My plan for the rest of the day was simple and not strenuous. (1) Get our backpacks ready for the tour tomorrow – which includes a stop at the Secret Lagoon, so we need our swimwear too. We will start too early tomorrow to be grabbing stuff and hoping we don’t forget anything. (2) Put away the laundry that was delivered. (3) Process all the photos from our scenic cruising yesterday. (4) Go to dinner.

Author: mmmtravelmemories

A retired college administrator who loves to travel. I write to remember the experiences and, I hope, to inspire others to make their own travel memories.

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