Imagine my shock when coming back from upstairs. I had headed up to a reception which I found was called on account of wind. Not unexpected, I have no clue why the ship’s crew thought that a reception on a formal night on the aft of Deck 9 would be a bright idea. Admittedly it is a better idea than holding something on the prow, but still. There is wind. There are people dressed up. There is food…… not a good combination at all.
Anyway – on my way downstairs –
Obviously there had been a towel folding demonstration. I can only be grateful that one of my routine instructions to my cabin attendant is to “spare the towels and keep away those things.”
Just in case you have never been the victim of something strange on returning to your cabin on a cruise….
Tomorrow is our last day. Might do a couple of the usual behind the scenes tours. There is a luncheon. And, of course there is packing since I am once again changing cabins….