Monday, December 18, 2017

A Festive Ship!


The one sure thing about being on a show with a few thousand other people is that the Internet will be slow. And difficult. And finicky. Yeah, yeah. I get that the point of going on a cruise is to unplug and turn off, but I still want to blog. I am in the home stretch of blogging for 365 straight days (with a little bit of wiggle-room). I also need to work on my SQL doc tomorrow 'cause I sure didn't today! 

Tonight on the ship was a formal night (none of us participated) and people really went all out. There was one group of men who all had wonderful Christmas suits. I asked the two gentlemen at right if I could take their picture and they were happy to oblige. What fantastic suits!

Today was all about food, and drink, and gambling. Dave entered the first hold 'em tournament of the cruise and won! He now advances to the finals on Saturday. Dan, Zaga and I entered the first black-jack tournament and Dan won his round, but lost the finals today. That tournament only went seven hands per round so it wasn't just about winning, but winning big, fast. Then Z and I sat down at a regular blackjack table and we both were up very nicely from our stakes when we left the table. That was all before 5:00 pm...

After dinner Dan, Z, and I headed back to the casino for a few hands of blackjack (we had a table all to ourselves) and then Z and I went off to (finally!) play craps. It was the first time today the table was open. I threw a really long streak, and Z and I both walked away from the craps table up even more! Jessie ice-skated during the teen skate tonight and Dave and I watched, then we went for family ice cream (I watched them have ice cream and had one spoonful of J's). 

Now we're back in the room and it's time for lights out. Tomorrow another fun day at sea. At 19-23 miles per hour, it takes a heck of a long time to get to Honduras from Texas. 

4 comments:

ellen abbott said...

move over christmas sweaters, christmas suits are the new big thing.

Bill said...

How is your Honduran?

Brenda Griffith said...

I don't have a Honduran. The closest I came to having a Honduran was thinking about smuggling a monkey from the sloth sanctuary home last time we were there. If you mean how's my grasp of the Honduran language, it's Spanish so okay, and they speak lots on English in Roatán.

Bill said...

You shouldn't monkey around. Too much broken glass is likely to occur.