I thought about starting to pack. But then I realized I had a book to read so I could leave it in the library on board. So I read instead of packing.
Two days ago I mentioned to one of the restaurant managers that there hadn’t been any After Eight gelato. I have now had too many portions of After Eight, the flavor of which reminds me of crème de menthe.
There were six for aqua aerobics this morning. One final session on Tuesday, the last sea day of this marvelous adventure.
Two days in Lisbon coming up. One of my favorite European cities. Great people and port wine!
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