Where did yesterday go? I thought I did my blog for yesterday it but I see it's a day later than I thought it was. You think I'm confused about dates? Time is the killer. We have been going forward an hour every day or so. Now, tonight we have to go back an hour for Guatemala but then we go forward again for Panama.

I tried another resort today: a hotel - Las Brisas - in Huatulco, Mexico (pron. wah-TOOL-co). It was very hot today. I didn't swim in the hotel pool; I stuck my feet in it and the water was hot. I swam on the ship at 6 and it was perfect and because we had docked, the water was calm. So I sat (in the shade) and caught up with my New YorkTimes and then I got acquainted with some of the newbies. I think I told you, the ship has a full complement now, 684 passengers, of which only 100 are the old-timers - the World Travellers.

I think I've almost worn out my name-recalling skill. I worked very hard at it and I was doing okay but this vast influx of new faces and names is too much. On the other hand, my persona is sticking, worse than ever. You know the hail-fellow-well-met, jolly old lady sitting there with a smile and a glass of wine? That's me. I've pretty well stopped attempting interesting conversational ploys. I just let the talk ride along on ship gossip and the day's travel sensations. The conversation never lags; That's why people think they've made such good friends because they never run out of things to say. Once they're off the ship and back to real life -- well, no wonder all they can manage is a Christmas card. I can only speculate how it will be for us, the world travellers, after three months of constant companionship. We'll just wait and see.

We're on two Sea Days now so I will have a chance to catch up. I'm very aware that we're on a countdown and I am starting to make lists of things I have to do when I get home. But there are lists to attend to on board, too, very self-indulgent things, I'm afraid. I've had a stiff neck and shoulder for a while and I finally signed up for three 25-minute zone massages to deal with it, third one coming up in half an hour. I've kept swimming and the movement of the water is incredible. Who would have thought it in a tiny pool, but the motion of the ship and the state of the sea and wind determine the activity of the waves in the pool. It's like a lap pool with four different currents at once and that's what probably contributed to my stiff neck. Hazards of shipboard life? I am not complaining.

Yesterday we spent about 9 hours in Cabo san Lucas, Mexico, a resort dedicated to fun, so much so that the environment has been damaged and efforts have begun to restore and maintain it and to and prevent further harm. I can't think what possessed me but I found that I had signed on as a tequila aficionado for a tasting class. I've never had tequila - well, maybe one or two margueritas in my lifetime. I'm going to have one tonight.

The tequila tasting was not as satisfying as the wine-tasting on the ship when we have a very knowledgeable sommelier teach us about the soil and the vintages and so on. Mind you,the Tequila Class, as it ewas listed on a brochure, told me more abut agave than I ever knew or wanted to. Blue agave is the one we like; it has to grow for 7 years and be mashed and ferment and be distilled for another length of time - did he say 30 years? Anyway, our lecturer talked a lot and it was hot and it was afar 1 p.m. and I dozed through it. Food was put out, little taster amounts that people gobbled up as it was served: guacamole , salsa and tortilla chips, then seviche, then something (chile?)with some spices, ground beef and maybe beans?

I was seated between a couple: she wanted to sit near the power point screen and he wanted to sit under a ceiling fan, so I got the seat between them. I took my first sip of the pure white Tesoro (brand name?). Very strong. I sipped very slowly, with nibbles of food. The man next to me asked if I was going to drink it all and I shook my head so he took my glass and poured tee remaining contents into his. The woman leaned over and said "Don''t let him do that again."

I choked on the next sample and had to drink water to recover. I said jokingly, "I think I'll have a marguerita on the ship," so the man took my glass full -- well, hey weren't full, you know; they were just sipping samples. I leaned over and apologized to the woman. I sipped the last glass very slowly but I hung onto the glass - it was more like a cognac so I managed it.

And now I really am going to have a marguerita.