Today, we were at sea, on our way to Bermuda. And we knew we'd be dressing up for dinner tonight. But first, brunch....
We decided to get up late, and make it to the dining room for brunch at 11 am. As expected, we had to wait for 15 minutes before being seated - and then, at a shared table. Although the Bucatini Carbonara portion looked small, it was very filling. Sadly, the noise level in the restaurant was so loud, that we couldn't enjoy a conversation with our table mates. And, as expected, service quality left something to be desired.
We took a rest before dinner, and eventually changed for gala night. RQS put on a nice dress and I reluctantly dressed in a men's suit before going to have our photos taken. While our photos were being taken, some woman in her own world decided to ignore what we were doing and I had to shout a little to get her off the stairs and get our pictures taken.
Once done with the photo shoot, we went to dinner. Our friends from the night before were seated with their travel group across the room, and we were stuck with another group who sounded like they came from the "Brooklyn cast" of "My Cousin Vinny." Everything you can say about loud, boorish people could be said about this group, as well as the friends who were sitting nearby. When we were done with dinner, we asked to be moved to another table for the rest of the week, so that we would not be sitting near this boorish group.
Our request was accommodated, and we hoped that tomorrow we will have a better night's dining than we did tonight....
PS: One thing of note - RQS said that if we take the Atlantic Crossing together on the Queen Mary 2 (with me presenting as Marian), that she wants me to learn how to dance. I readily accepted that offer. One question though - who will lead on the dance floor?
