Well, back to the crazy fonts. I type up the post in my word processor ‘bean’ then copy and paste. I am never sure whats going to happen!
So here we are, back on the boat amidst an awful lot of people. We were sitting down in the coffee spot for a while today and you hear various conversations going. Its always about four things: which cruise line is best, how many cruises have you done and where, where are you from and food. Gaining weight, eating way more than normal, food is good/bad, food is better on another cruise line etc....Today I decided to really pay attention and see if even one convo was NOT about one of those four. And amidst all the yackety yack about food, cruiselines and what sounded like a world atlas being read off, I heard the word shower, never, dirty house, and your fault right behind me!! Alright!! Pay dirt!
So I finally figured out from the conversation that this was at least a second marriage involving a very spoiled late teen daughter of the woman’s. Jeez it was funny. He was bitterly complaining about this slovenly little beast and mom was valiantly trying to defend her. I guess she is lazy! To the point, according to him, where she doesn’t even shower and she apparently stinks! Oh man, the fight was on and its so funny to listen to people fight quietly. They kind of hiss and they try to make emphatic points whilst whispering. It is so silly. Its like yelling ‘fire fire’ in a whisper.
At some point down where we were sitting we noticed that the music was too loud and it was awful elevator crap, someone was constantly shuffling a deck of cards, five women sitting together were endlessly cackling so loud and long and disturbingly, announcements constantly made....I told Bill we just need to put ourselves on an island all alone..we don’t deserve to be on a cruiseship.
In the night around 3:30a.m., the emergency ding ding which precedes an important message, sounded in our rooms. This NEVER happens except when they call us to safety drill when we first get on. Never. They just do not invade our staterooms like that...yet there it was, dinging away and waking everyone on the ship, except all the old men...they are all deaf.
Turns out someone was having a very serious ‘medical event’ and needed to helicopter out. So we were all being warned to shut our deck doors, no flash photos, and to stay put. Well Jeez!!! Wake us up and tell us to stay in bed! And once again I point out that they should have an age limit on who rides these ships, or pass a medical. You should see some of the people on here. One guy was sitting at a table near us with a companion. He was quite old. He was both deaf and blind. His care person had to spell words by tracing letters on his hand and when he needed to walk she had to lead him with both hands. So how does someone like that get anything out of a trip like this? Not that I mind...just wondering. I don’t know how many times we have been held up to helicopter or boat someone off a ship.
So now we are at sea going into Disenchantment Bay. Its really cold and desolate here and there is ice all over the surface of the water. We are also getting a lecture about the Klingquot Natives and how they lived here. So interesting. Really.
I am feeling somewhat jaded and sarcastic at the moment so I think I had better stop writing. I just know that after spending a wonderful six days with no people around, this mash of humanity is totally getting to me. I am going to hunker down in my stateroom and hide out. I am happier here with no people around :) TTYL ps: if I hear one more time why the ice is blue I am going to puke. Swear to god. Oh god, I have to quit writing.
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