The sea is calm, almost like a mill pond ruffled by a soft breeze. The ship is steady, as if like an on-land-hotel. This, of course may not be the case if & when the Bay of Biscay decides to be fractious.
I was up late this morning, but made it in time for one and half laps of the Promenade Deck before joining the solo travellers in the Carinthia Lounge at 10.30, and not bothering with breakfast. Between then and around 12.45, I continued my deck walking with Nick from our table. Lunch in the Britannia Restaurant was delicious; I had an Indian dish for a main course. It’s very much easier to eat more healthily on board ship than left to one’s own devices in some exotic city or part of the world. The company is generally convivial. I am much more “settled” than I was this time last year, although much to my surprise, last night, I questioned being on Queen Mary 2 yet again, as momentary boredom set in as the evening progressed after dinner. I later fell asleep, and then awoke hours later, to the most glorious of days.
The odour which afflicted the corridor to my cabin on deck 9 seems to have spread to the adjacent posh Queens Grill corridors. While only very faint, it does hint at something unpalatable! Perhaps this is all in my imagination, but I don’t think so.
This afternoon, more deck walking in rather warm weather, as guests indulge in sun worship around the ship.
What later promised to be a perfect sunset morphed into a disappearance behind a mist on the horizon. No pyrotechnics tonight then!
A warm breeze caresses my travel weary brow with therapeutic effect. But I have to prepare for dinner in less than two hours. Last night was the first Gala evening where the dress code is “formal”. Thankfully, tonight, I don’t have to wrestle with bow ties etc! This has been a very tranquil day, unnaturally quiet, considering the ship is full.
Thanks for reading,
David.
David's Cruise 