Tuesday, February 24

Today Mark is finally feeling better. And hungry. He proceeded to scare me to death by eating a full English breakfast including black pudding (ugh). Miraculously, this did not upset his stomach.

I played another fruitless round of bingo, then had a frangipani wrap in the spa. This involves getting slathered in oil and being wrapped in a foil blanket. A nice, young Australian woman named Pia did the slathering.

Tonight we’ll be getting our formal portrait taken and eating our special fancy dinner, all part of the package Mark bought that included our massages and that bottle of champagne on Day 1. We missed our meet-and-greet with the captain, but it wouldn’t have been nice to yak all over his uniform.