It's Day 4 and everything is going very well. The ship is beautiful; apparently it's had a recent refit and it sparkles. The crew is friendly, the food is good and the entertainers can actually sing. Today we're in Lifou, the sun is shining and the tenders are busily taking people ashore in droves.
It's a different crowd to the passengers we meet on Princess - more little kids and more tattoos. More overweight people too but that might me be a mis-perception. More of a 'me-first' attitude as well. The other morning, 6 of us were heading for a table in the corner of the bar. Before, we got there, people at the next table turned 'round two of 'our' chairs and put stuff on them to reserve them for their mates, leaving us to ask the waiter if he could find some more for us
Last night, at the Captain's Welcome, I was just about to put my glass on a table, when the bloke in front moved it to where he was sitting. 'The waiter said it was our table', was his excuse. This morning, sitting looking at the water, I popped down to the cabin and came back to find that the bloke next to us had pushed my chair out of the way so he could stretch out his legs, leaving me stranded in the middle of the passage-way.
There's a severe lack of good manners on this boat; not as bad as the bogan cruise out of Brisbane but far below how we would like it to be.
Another odd thing happened at the Captain's Welcome last night. After his speech, he invited questions. One woman asked him to sing a song. Clearly a set-up because he called ou to the band and they broke into Magarita-ville which he followed up with Rocky Mountain High. At that point, Marilyn and I headed off for dinner.
Today is Robyn's birthday and we're having tonight's dinner at Giovanni's, one of the specialty restaurants on board.
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