Thursday 26th Nov. All at sea

We have 2 days at sea now as we sail through the Atlantic and into the Caribbean Sea passing first by Cuba. It's still very blowy on deck with sunshine and clouds but warm. We had breakfast from the buffet so we could have it outdoors on deck. So much choice but we are determined not to overdo it just because it's there.  Can't say the same for a lot of the other passengers, most of whom are American.  There really are an awful lot of very big people on board and I am concerned that if they all sit on the same side of the ship, it wil tip over.  You can eat literally non stop and we were amazed to see people queuing up for the restaurant to open to get their dinner at 5pm, after breakfast, lunch, tea and snacks.

There was a presentation in the theatre about our first two stops, the island of Aruba and Cartagena on the coast of Columbia. More about them when we have visited them. Am just loafing round the pool now but think I may move on as American football has just come on the big screen over the pool and as in UK, men are jumping up from their sun beds to whoop and cheer. It's on the Fox channel and you get 10 minutes of the game followed by 5 minutes of adverts. 

Sandra has gone to a ladies' pampering session in the beauty salon. When she gets back, she says that it was not so much pampering as trying to sell her expensive cosmetics which she resisted.  Resistance was continued at lunch but we gave in later on to tea and a scone on the balcony of our cabin.

 I had intended to go to the gym in the afternoon but had a sleep instead.  Well I didn't want to overdo the exercise either and we must have walked miles on this ship so far.

Posh frocks for dinner in the Bordeaux restaurant after the compulsory cocktail in Calypso Cove.

The head waiter led us to our table and we think he was either on speed or a complete nutter. He almost danced to the table singing, "Dressed to impress". In view of the fact it was Thanksgiving Day we had expected something special and although the menu was lovely, the restaurant just had a garland at the entrance.  Think we were expecting a marching band with cheerleaders.

Off to the theatre to see a vocal impressionist. I won't bore you with the details but he looked like a cross between Liberace and David Brent. Sandra declared him to be gruesome. But we were trapped so had to sit it out, cringeing. That said, the ladies behind us loved him, "Yeah, right on, come on baby." Should have a Specsavers on board.

Went on to the Explorers Bar and had a great dance to a band. There were some fantastic Afro American couples dancing. And so to bed with a nice cup of tea, resisting the cakes, sandwiches, cookies etc on offer.