The sea was rough all night but acted like a soporific for both of us. Talk about a good night’s sleep. This is a Sunday at sea and the kitchen is doing a Sunday Brunch in the main sinning room. We tide ourselves over with a morsel or two about 9:30AM and then go to the talk on “Small Islands – Big Battles” by our resident anthropologist. Some of her WWII dates maybe off and her take on history is that of the classic liberal (“How sad that we can’t all just get along!”) but her war pictures and pictures of the islands from 1970 are interesting.
We go to the brunch at 1:00PM and enjoy it very much. Dick has the black bean and lime soup with prime rib and baked salmon along with a baked potato, Carolyn has Eggs Benedict and the prime rib. The only thing the kitchen cannot seem to do is bake a decent potato. They are either under done and hard or over done and mushy!
After lunch, we attend another lecture, this one by the husband and wife historian team, on the final hours of the Titanic and a few of the well-known people involved. Again, they do a great job on the minutia, which makes for an interesting talk. Later we attend the port talk on Guam. It is mixture of the island’s history by the historian and points of interest by another staff member.
At 5:00PM, we attend a private cocktail party in the Grill Bar with the captain and some other senior officers. After that, we go to the pre dinner show put on to night by the passenger choir. They sing a collection of songs from Broadway musicals. Actually, it is a very nice program. The choir has about 30 members and practice very sea day.
Dinner is very good again tonight. We both have the chilled melon soup and Caesar salad. Dick has the suckling pig, gaucho style with a coffee mousse for desert and Carolyn has the mescal polo locoand cheesecake to finish.
It has been a busy day for a sea day and rough all day due to a high-pressure system passing through. The winds have been at 30 knots and the seas 15 or so feet. Therefore, with the ship rocking and rolling again tonight we turn in.