Today was St. Thomas. Yesterday was the far point of the cruise. We are now making our way back to Ft. Lauderdale. As we again had no special plans for the day and we had stayed up way past bedtime Wednesday night we slept in. We did not order breakfast so there was no reason to get up at any certain time.
What woke us up initially was an announcement that the crew would be engaging in drills during the morning that required no action on the part of the passengers. Therefore, we promptly took the action of going back to sleep. We were still in bed when we got the emergency signal of seven short and one long blast. That is not something you are going to sleep through. It was not as bad at 10 AM or thereabouts when you know in your drowsy head that it is coming. It was much more jarring in the middle of the night on the Statendam when we were in Alaska with Walt and Carol.
We finally drug our lazy carcasses out of bed and even made it to the Horizon before they switched from serving breakfast to lunch. We have been eating on the balcony or in the room depending on the weather. I had brought my own cereal and room service provided everything else we wanted.
We had another relaxed, unexciting day per our plans. Joyce did go down and check out the shops that were inside the security perimeter. I think the only thing she bought was a shirt for me. Other than that I messed around on the computer and we both did a lot of reading. Some would say it was a waste of a good day in an exotic location, but it suited us.
As it was formal night we figured it would be a zoo in the Piazza so we stayed in our room until time to go directly to dinner. Dinner was slow as it was lobster night, but we are in no hurry. Joyce did comment to me that her lobster was cold, but she did not bother our waiters about it as they were obviously stressed about having to wait for food to come out of the galley.
After dinner they had the parade of Baked Alaska which usually occurs the final night of the cruise. I guess they have decided to have it on the final formal night instead. Joyce said it was one of the best she has had. Unfortunately, I can not comment on it. However, to make up for not being able to have the Baked Alaska our waiter produce another Crème Brule for me. Again it was pineapple and was rather bland, but there were a couple of fresh strawberries on top which helped a lot.
After dinner we called it a day.