And it is still a tender port. I chose not to get off.
Instead, I hung out in varied lounges, attempting to find a place that had QUIET! That may seem to be a logical thing – many of the ships that I have been on have featured a quiet lounge for reading. Guess Royal has never gotten that word. There is background “music” everywhere. Most of it (outside of the corridors) includes vocals. And I say background carefully, as much of it is in the 65+ decibel level which doesn’t exactly make it quiet….
So instead I listened to a fascinating lecture out of UCSF/SFVA on escalating gun violence, stitched some, and grabbed these elevator photos…
Oh, and chocolate covered strawberries!
which I had rescued last evening….
