At sea, approaching Cartagena, Spain … This morning I ate the best room service breakfast I have had during 20+ years of cruising. Crisp bacon, fluffy scrambled eggs, broiled tomato halves, sliced fresh pineapple, cranberry juice drink, and an English muffin with butter and jam. Viking does food exceptionally well, in comparison to other cruise lines.
The other DrC says we aren’t supposed to be in port in Cartagena until noon, something of which I had not bothered of inform myself. I don’t have a lot of plans for shore excursions this trip, which is okay with me.
Later ,,, The port of Cartagena is surprisingly busy today, several large Aida cruise ships full of Germans in port. We have a pretty day and it is warmish outside, when I opened the door to our balcony and stuck my arm out to check.
The other DrC and her friend Karen have gone ashore and they walked a paseo, people watching. I gave that idea a pass, but I hope it works for them. I’m sitting in the great atrium listening to quiet instrumental music.
Still later … We heard the entertainment troupe do a show this evening, and it reminded me of the shows one used to see on Princess or Norwegian. Four Brit kids who could dance some, sing okay, and had energy, doing a show on the pop hits of the decades, basically the 50s, 60s, and 70s.
Remember, cruise pax are old, what the other DrC calls “geezers.” They like music of their youth. When the DrsC first started cruising we’d hear big band era pop songs, those are gone as the people who’d remember them would now be 90+ and most such are either dead or no longer traveling.
