Sunrise today was more interesting - great bands of fiery red above the horizon, with another ship on the sea between us and land, the ship lit up and sparkling in the distance. It turned out to be the Norwegian Star, with 2500 passengers, anchored in the great Bay of Cabo where we, too, anchored next to her like a little sister. We tendered into a busy port, with much confusion, people everywhere, boats, hawkers of souvenirs, where a group of us on a tour called "Cabo by Land and Sea" transferred to another boat for the short ride out to Las Arcos, a naturally formed rock arch close to the beach. Right at where the land ends, one can walk from the beach on the Sea of Cortez (Love Beach) to the beach on the Pacific called "Divorce Beach." I don't know why. The day was lovely, warm but not too warm, with a slight breeze. There were many people in boats and on the beach. Naturally, I took many pictures. Back at the dock, we transferred to a big blue bus for the land portion of the tour: a glass blower made a pitcher; we had a drink at an Italian restaurant with many terraces down to the sea overlooking the bay, quite a lovely place; and visited Cacti Mundi, a park filled with 40,000 species of cacti, the largest park of its kind in the Americas. Extremely tired after all of this, I staggered back to the deck bar for a much needed Margarita. Ted and Bill went kayaking, where Ted fell in the water - no harm, he thought it part of the fun.
At dinner, Jorge seated us with Todd, a young dancer with the show, and his boyfriend, Matthew, visiting from Sydney where he is a professional drag queen. They invited us to the Crew Party (a rare privilege) where Matthew will do his number with other members of the crew in a show that Todd calls a "Drag Off." There are two dance hosts on board, one with lots of beautiful grey hair and the other younger and so tall he towers a head above his partner. They're both good dancers, although I could see they had the same problems with their partners that I experienced on the Regent Voyager. Some partners only want to stand and move from one foot to the other, without any pattern. They're incredibly hard to steer. I'm so glad I'm not required to do that any more.
I met Frank and Catherine from the UK on their very first cruise to celebrate their 40th wedding anniversay; Myrna from Dade County (she wouldn't tell me just where), traveling alone; Avi and John from Atlanta - she's Israeli; and a couple from Australia by way of Mauri on a cruise holiday given to them by their son. Everyonoe is having fun, sunburned in the oddest places, where we forgot to put sun screen. Unbelievably tired. I didn't win the Silver Quiz, all about music: "From what opera comes a favorite aria about an overcoat?" Having this much fun is hard work. No pictures here now; they take too much valuable time to load. I'll add them when I get home.
Stay tuned...
At dinner, Jorge seated us with Todd, a young dancer with the show, and his boyfriend, Matthew, visiting from Sydney where he is a professional drag queen. They invited us to the Crew Party (a rare privilege) where Matthew will do his number with other members of the crew in a show that Todd calls a "Drag Off." There are two dance hosts on board, one with lots of beautiful grey hair and the other younger and so tall he towers a head above his partner. They're both good dancers, although I could see they had the same problems with their partners that I experienced on the Regent Voyager. Some partners only want to stand and move from one foot to the other, without any pattern. They're incredibly hard to steer. I'm so glad I'm not required to do that any more.
I met Frank and Catherine from the UK on their very first cruise to celebrate their 40th wedding anniversay; Myrna from Dade County (she wouldn't tell me just where), traveling alone; Avi and John from Atlanta - she's Israeli; and a couple from Australia by way of Mauri on a cruise holiday given to them by their son. Everyonoe is having fun, sunburned in the oddest places, where we forgot to put sun screen. Unbelievably tired. I didn't win the Silver Quiz, all about music: "From what opera comes a favorite aria about an overcoat?" Having this much fun is hard work. No pictures here now; they take too much valuable time to load. I'll add them when I get home.
Stay tuned...
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