Food again, but more than that. My first excursion involves a Thai cooking class. We dock - somewhere - this morning, will tell you later. I tiptoe to the library so as not to disturb my cabin-mate. It's a lovely room ad I will try to take a picture of it. It's 4:15 a.m. I think, although my poor mixed up computer thinks it's 5:15. I'll swim at 6 and have breakfast in my wet bathing suit by the pool, dry off and try to figure out what to wear. Siri says it's going to We gather at 9 and head out for a SIX-hour junket, so it won't be all food. More intrepid (younger) souls are going to ride an elephant. Nope. My lust for experience is tempered by my serene acceptance of my physical limitations. I am sooo lucky to be able to do what I do. No skydiving or elephant-walking for me. I'm not complaining.
Well, of course, the adventure is in the trip ("Oh the places you go, the things that you see!" as Dr.Seuss said) but the people I'm meeting are a revelation. I have to start taking notes.
I have all the time in the world, you think, on a luxury cruise, but you'd be amazed how busy I am. I'll get back to you, soon.