Ship's log. Day Two.

Boarding went very smoothly yesterday.  Julie dropped us of at BCN port and within an hour or so we were in our room and unpacked.

After a drink in the bar we attended the obligatory welcome meeting to hear the usual intros and info.  Being old hands at this there was nothing new.

Then the emergency drill.  Same there really.  Lifevests, lifeboats,  don't run ( us?) Snd don't shout. All v fine.  Not sure it'd be so regimented should anything really happen.

A quick vermouth in the bar and tarted ourselves up ready for dinner. 

First was a show in the theatre.  A singer we'd seen last year.  Roberto Singalonga or something like that.  Exactly the same show as he did last year.

We then settled down on the bar again before realising what the time was and a quick dash to the restaurant before we missed out on dinner. We were only 20 minutes late and the maitre d' said it was no problem. 

This year or two waiters are both from Bali. Matty and I-Made.

For dinner I had:
Vegetable tempura.
Barley soup.
Tiramisu of aubergine.
Mixed salad.
St Honore cake.
So just 5 courses. . There was also a pasta course and a cheese course,  neither of which appealed. 

Of course we went off to another of the bars for a nightcap. .. a baileys banana colada. .. Then bed. 

This morning we have docked in Palma de Majorca.  Tony's not sleep well and his arthritis is still playing up so we have decided on a lazy day on the boat.  He's still in bed.  I've had a nice cooked breakfast an a bowl of fresh Fruit.

I'm now relaxing on the deck with a nice cup of Earl Grey and a cinnamon bun reading my book in the sun.  If I don't put weight on this holiday it'll be a bloomin miracle.