We ordered breakfast one last time....but ate in the room. No way we wanted to be on the balcony in the cold, windy weather. But we had to take pictures of one last sunrise....if you can call it that!
Wish you could tell how very rough the sea was. Friends of ours had lunch in the dining room on deck 3, and they said the waves were crashing over the windows.
The plan is to pack and relax. We headed downstairs to collect pictures, and then to the Champagne Bar to wait while Elanore made up our room. I was feeling AWFUL! Mike and Charlene saw us sitting there, so came to chat with us.
Eventually we went to the room to pack :( One of the saddest parts of the trip. We hit the Windjammer for lunch....brought it back to the room....and finished packing. We went to the Schooner Bar for a drink. If I'm going to feel drunk from motion sickness....I may as well have a mudslide, right? And a nap.
Eventually we went to the room to pack :( One of the saddest parts of the trip. We hit the Windjammer for lunch....brought it back to the room....and finished packing. We went to the Schooner Bar for a drink. If I'm going to feel drunk from motion sickness....I may as well have a mudslide, right? And a nap.
We had plans to meet the gang and Steve and Michaela in Dizzy's at 3 for a mixology demonstration. So after a nap, that's where we went. The gang was there, and we joined them, and another couple, too. Steve and Michaela walked in right after it started and decided not to stay.
This was really interesting and fun. The bar tender showed us how to make 5 different cocktails, and we sampled each one. And now I can make my own mudslide and B52 and a few other things that I don't remember the name of.
We made a few last minute purchases on the Promenade and came back to get ready for dinner. Another long bath and a glass of wine and a book....fabulous!
Eleanore was in the hallway when we left the room to go upstairs for drinks. She is a sweat heart and was fabulous to us. The first day I left her a note asking for several things, and she was right on that. She took care of any request I had and did a great job cleaning up the room. And turn down service is one of my favorite things, and she was always prompt with that and gone before we came back for the night. There was one steward that we saw turning down rooms after 11...sometimes going on midnight. I wouldn't have liked that.
Doug decided he liked mudslides after the mixology class. Finally broke out of his mango lava flow rut. Michaela and I needed one more "Dillon Special".
Tonight I was really happy that Steve and Michaela were with us. I was so over-socialized and just wanted to sit at the table and have my drink and eat some cheese sticks and chill. So did they. Doug is very social, and it's the last night, and he may never see these people again, so he was making the most of his time to talk to them. He made plans with Mike and Charlene to meet up there after dinner for one last drink, then we were off to dinner.
Dinner tonight was SO good. We really loved our wait staff. John and his assistant Ketut were fabulous! They were funny, and remembered our preferences, and made recommendations, and made us feel like they really cared about our dining experience.
Although the rough seas and alcohol were getting to me and I wasn't feeling well. After dinner I wanted to rest before going back up for drinks. So we went back to the room for a bit. And that is when we saw the saddest sight of the cruise.....everybody's luggage sitting in the hallway :( Anyway, rest wasn't enough, and I just stayed in the room. Doug went off for drinks and then to The Chamber to say farewell to Savio.
Although the rough seas and alcohol were getting to me and I wasn't feeling well. After dinner I wanted to rest before going back up for drinks. So we went back to the room for a bit. And that is when we saw the saddest sight of the cruise.....everybody's luggage sitting in the hallway :( Anyway, rest wasn't enough, and I just stayed in the room. Doug went off for drinks and then to The Chamber to say farewell to Savio.
I took a bath and tried not to die. Actually I knew I wasn't going to die, but it felt like I was going to. I rested and about an hour later started to feel human. If I hadn't already been in my jammies, I probably would have gone out to meet up with Doug. But instead I just went to bed. I was sleeping by the time Doug came back to the room. Bummer.
So the last day wasn't exactly what I was hoping for. Rough seas are no fun. Feeling yucky is no fun. Waking up in the morning and being kicked off the ship....no fun! But I laid there thinking about how blessed I felt to be able to take this trip.....it has been an amazing vacation!













