Fish hook

At sea. This evening the captain called for a sunset party. At about 5:15 he invited everyone to go all the way forward, thru the beauty salon on deck 6 and out on the bow. The ships speed had slowed and the sea was calm. There was a bar set up and there were also many waiters bringing drinks.

There was a lot of interesting stuff out on the bow. Two spare propellers with each blade wrapped separately in a fitted canvas were sitting up at the top where we walked. Down below was a spare anchor. Normally passengers had no access to this area. This evening it was decorated with all kinds of flags and all the way at the point of the bow there was a couple singing some really good songs.

I got there a little too early for the sunset and Bobbi stayed in the cabin as she was not dressed for dinner yet. I was standing by a rail when a lady walked up and remarked that she thought those things were supposed to be in the water. She was referring to the two huge propellers. Being always willing to help, I explained it her. On these modern ships they keep them up here so they don’t get damaged. In the water they could rust and deteriorate and possibly even get scratched or bent if they hit something. This way they are nice and safe and they are even protected from bird doo with the canvas covers. She said, “Oh, thank you.” I said I was just glad I could be so helpful. Some people standing behind must not have agreed with my explanation as they were laughing so hard I thought they might choke. A few minutes later this lady asked what that big thing down there was. She had been pointing at the spare anchor. Again, always wanting to be helpful, I told her it was a fish hook. She replied that it was an awfully big fish hook. She never saw one that big before. To that I said, “You think that’s big? You ought to see the guy that puts it on the fish rod. This time I got an, “oh my” out of her but I think I might have killed the busy bodies behind us that were listening in on all of this. I must be a good act.

The captain came out and I took pictures of him downing several. I also got a picture of the violin player from a couple of nights before. At sundown I did get a few good pictures.

Dinner was up in the Veranda. It was sponsored by Virtuoso. I have no clue why they bothered. It was the same food we would get there anyhow except with only two choices of main course and no buffet appetizer bar. Whoopee. As I mentioned yesterday, we passed on an invitation for dinner with the captain for this. He did come up to the restaurant and walked through but did not say anything to anyone for a while. I explained about all his drinking out on the bow and that he was probably lost and thought this was the bridge. We did talk to some interesting people though.

Captain Snubber Sherm Out

(Posted on behalf of Sherman Rootberg)