Back to the desk where they scratched their heads and fixed it. They also assured us that there had been no charges on the card that day.
In a quiet moment, I switched on the TV and found a movie called Unbroken. It looked alright and was about bomber pilots in WW2. But, within minutes, they had crashed into the sea and taken to a life-raft. I should have known ... another survival movie! I gave it up, but was told that it got worse when they were rescued by a Japanese ship and ended up in a POW camp, where their whole life was about survival.
Before lunch today we had a Cooking demonstration by the Executive Chef and Maitre de, both Italian. Each of them first sailed on the Pacific Princess, the original Love Boat. The food was exquisite and was followed by a wander through the galley. I think half the complement of passengers took part.
We're waiting for the last rehearsal of the Pop Choir to start and in two hours time we have the Grand Performance. There are 50 of us and I intend to hide in the background and not be noticed.
The ship is a few hundred kilometres south of Willis Island so we'll be passing Brisbane soon; one more day at sea then disembarkation in Sydney on Thursday morning.
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