Cheers with an officer

Which, prior to the pandemic, was RCCL’s “Meal with an Officer” This particular benefit kicked in at about 350 cruise points, if I am remembering correctly. It would include a table of passengers with tan officer at each. Often this was a “learning experience” for the new one-stripe officers providing them a chance to interact with passengers. According to several with whom I spoke, it was not exactly a volunteer experience. Good ships provided a special menu. Not smart ships (Independence of the Seas comes to mind) just handed those so invited the regular luncheon menu. And somehow the staff on that particular ship were stunned with a number of the senior cruisers took a hike..

But anyway – since the Pandemic, by and large the senior staff will interact with passengers but don’t sit down to a meal with them. That dinner I attended last cruise was a complete exception. Now apparently the event is just called Cheers with Officers. The poor loyalty ambassador got to do the welcome, then the staff introduced themselves followed by a toast. The officers all left. We ate.

Besides a lovely mushroom soup – I elected for the salmon –

 

Finished the Stitchy Witch –

 

and I think I may have found all of the elevator critters…

 

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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