A Day at Sea


                                           (Sunrise Over Iran! Sounds like a musical right?)
Yesterday was one of those days I dream of when I am hung over, cold, stressed out and on deadline in New York (which should be about this time next week)- a full day at sea!
There is absolutely nothing to do but relax, read, sunbathe, think and lull about.
                     (We both read half this book today. I want silver oars and jewels in my palace walls!)
Funny enough I didn’t even sleep late. I woke up at 6:15 to a glorious sunrise over Iran. It was Apollo-liptic in grandeur, color and size. I just sat on our terrace and gazed at it rising and thought about life. Every morning should start out so tranquil and lovely.
                                                       (Mom spent time sewing me a belt)
I finally got mother up and we ate in the nice dining room for breakfast. We didn’t realize they served breakfast in there until last night, silly. We were seated with a couple from Belgium who didn’t speak a lick of English and a funny couple from Chester, England. They travel all year round and he told me a frightful fact that he heard when he was in Iceland: The Chinese want to buy the whole place up because the North Pole ice has melted so much that they can finally drive oil tankers over the top of the world and can reach Iceland in lightening speed. I didn’t delve but that sounds terrible n’est ce pas?
                                                              (Sea Lions at rest)
Next stop, sunbathing. We found two chairs amongst the sea lions and read for an hour in the blistering heat, which totally rendered me lobster red. It was at this time that the Captain came on to announce the tsunami in Japan. Very scary stuff.
                                               (WTF is that? And why is it near my ship?)
I just realized this is a terribly boring post so I will save more text for tomorrow and leave you with bullet points of the rest of our day at sea:
                                                      (Um, please don't be pirates...)
  • Next stop gym
  • Then lunch
  • Then a doze on the deck chairs
  • One more trip to the gym
  • A good hour in front of the TV horrified by the news in Japan
  • Hanging out on the balcony and seeing a huge black cloud and getting scared
  • Hanging out longer and seeing five little motorboats zizzing around us and wondering if they were Somali pirates. Still can’t figure out who they were but glad they left.
  • Watching the sunset, not nearly as glorious as the sunrise but pretty none the less
  • Manhattans at the champagne bar
  • Dinner in the Minstrel (who in their right mind named it this?) dining room
  • Back in the room to be greeted by a towel monkey.


We are pulling into the port of Abu Dhabi now at 7:13 am. And I thought Dubai was big. Whoa.