Barbara H was giving a talk at 10am about what to see and do in Yap, Micronesia. In all of her travels over many years, she herself has never landed at Yap. No one we know has ever been there. Something has always deterred the ships, whether it be a storm or pier damage. We've heard that the passage to enter the bay and the dock is narrow, so the tides must be in our favor. Since there are no organized shore excursions at Yap, we figure the ship would have no problem passing the island up if necessary. What intrigues us about this island is that they still use rock money carved from limestone as their currency. It is larger than they are. Anyway, we should know more about our arrival by tomorrow.
A talk about maps was the subject for artist in residence, Mr. Sack. We never heard that the history of maps involved scandal, intrigue, and deception.
The guest "guest" speaker Dr. Stein spoke about the race to the moon at the afternoon lecture. Specifically, he spoke about the Gemini Space Program.
There were two photography classes on how to take more precise pictures. Tablemate Bill said he attended, but found it to be a repeat, which tends to happen.
We have had to put our name on a waitlist for The Hunger Games DVD through Shipflicks. You would think there would be multiple copies of a popular movie, not just one, that someone has chosen to keep since day one. Like the library, they should have a time limit to turn them back. We shall see how long it takes for them to return it.
We took the time to go up to deck nine and watch the sun go down, about the same time we were crossing the Equator. Hopefully we got a good photo of the "line". Just kidding..........
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| See the "red line" of the Equator?? |
An announcement came across the ship after the first dinnertime. It was Gene, who announced that the entertainer scheduled for this evening was seasick, we assume, and would be unable to perform. His name is Michael Montgomery, and we are sure that he has been on stage before on a previous cruise. Guess this is an indication that the seas have become rougher, as the ship has been rolling and rocking most of the day.
Medieval Night was the theme for formal dinner tonight. Advertised as stepping back in time of epic battles, jousting tournaments, royal feasts with knights and maidens, we were encouraged to re-live the era of chivalry and rivalry. The revely were the waiters who were decked out in Medieval costumes with chainmail vests, helmets, and black and red capes. Bet those were plenty warm, but they continued to serve dinner with a smile.
Our choice of entrees was the veal parmigana with a particularly delicious chunky tomato sauce over the spaghetti. Our waiter, Firman, knows we love the sauce, so without asking, he always brings a gravyboat full for us to share between us and our tablemates.
We thought there may be a gift waiting for us this evening, in keeping with the world cruise established pattern of gift-giving. We were disappointed to find nothing. In the old days, not too long ago, we had a gift every formal night. We assume some folks complained about the frequency and quality of the presents, so eventually, the gifts became fewer and fewer. It's not nice to spoil us, then slowly back off. Nothing ever stays the same does it?
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| One neat sunset |
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| Going fast |
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| But no green flash |
