Ignoring Neptune

About 1600 today, we headed south across the Equator. It actually could have been a bit earlier, or perhaps later – I wasn’t paying any attention. As seems to be a tradition shared among the cruise shops and perhaps other ships – there was a ceremony held at the pool to induct the new “members” into the court of Neptune. I seem to vaguely remember seeing this on one transAtlantic (MSC in 2007) and my two previous transpacific cruises.  I had no interest in large crowds. Mer/whomever costumes or people getting dunked in the pool. Long story to explain why there are no pictures here..

Instead – since we headed back to the Solarium Bistro for supper – you will get food pictures…

There were the salads –


all the choices of which

I made a selection

watermelon with balsamic vinaigrette, mint and feta

The vegetables

The fish

And desert.

The portions are all small – so there exists the possibility of trying multiple things.

Otherwise – I finished The Harpy

And made a significant dent in what remains to be completed in Stitchy Witch, which I will save till tomorrow in favor of another elevator pix.

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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