Friday, February 11, 2022 

It was a most unusual day. Once again, we enjoyed our version of a Continental breakfast on the verandah and only came inside when the clouds parted and we started to cook.  Once inside, we read and/or surfed t]he internet until the rocking and rolling got to us. 

The motion of the ship had made last night memorable  but not in a good way.  It was almost but not quite as rough as last Friday.  Maybe it's a trend because this Friday -- today -- was bouncy, too, to the point that we stayed as horizontal as we could for as long as we could.  The motion is not as noticeable or distressing when one is prone.  By 11 a.m., we were on top of the bed. Around 1, D went to the Lido for apples, cookies and bottled water [The bottled water comes in aluminum cans to reduce plastic waste; we want to take a couple of empties home].  By this time, MA was under the covers because it was chilly in the cabin and D got under, too.  

Much later, MA got up for a cookie and an apple and then got back in bed.  The ship was still wobbling all over the place and it was a challenge for MA to cross the room without stumbling.  We decided that navigating the halls for dinner might not be a great idea, opting to call Room Service when/if we got hungry; besides, the gala night menu had nothing that appealed to us.  In the meantime, MA took a precautionary meclizine [motion sickness] tablet and sent D to the Front Desk to obtain more in case we need them tomorrow.  

While he was out, he stopped by the dining room to let Danan we would not be coming to dinner tonight. When he got the pills, he also got extra luggage tags for our disembarkation on Sunday. Eventually, we called for dinner -- chicken noodle soup, a cheese plate for MA and a club sandwich for D.  A better dinner and we didn't have to get glammed up. 

As 5-Star Mariners, we can leave whenever we want to once the ship has been cleared; in other words, our luggage will be among the first taken off the ship.  We can depart as early as 8 a.m. although that is unlikely.  But getting luggage tags means our time on the Covid-dam is almost over.  All of the laundry has been returned [even the load we sent out this morning] and all that is left to do is pack. 

Tomorrow -- Packing and Shopping and Gambling, O My!