The vultures

Another great buy from the mall in Frejus, France. I saw them in the window, and then I snook back later and bought them. Then smuggled them home. "Oh these!?" Haven´t you seen them before?! I have had them for yeeeears! You never really notice me, do you?!"

Busy day. Club member cocktail party in the evening. Everyone that has sailed with Seadream before is automatically a member, and that included 39% of the guests on this particular voyage - which is around average. Again, wrong shoes. Comfortable, but too high. Try balancing a glass of champagne, a plate with canapes and a handbag while on a ship at anchor. Note to self - on next cruise I will bring only flat shoes.

Caviar buffet. Seems like people can never get enough caviar. I always seem to arrive to late, ending up with blinis with sour cream.

Although we are all a bunch of caviar vultures, the atmosphere on the ship is much better this second week. (Last week there was actually a stampede with French people at the buffet). If you get a groups of people onboard that behave badly, it seems to affect the whole mood on the ship, but this week everybody was really nice and polite. Of course, there is always an exception to prove the rule. The troll (she even looked like one) marked her territory already on the first day of the cruise. She announced for all to hear (hard not to her this person when she got started) - that she was an avid poster on TripAdvisor (her husband was even wearing a TripAdvisor cap to underline it), and that she ALWAYS posted things when traveling, so the people on the ship should not feel too comfortable. She had actually managed to run a restaurant in some godforsaken place out of business with one of her postings, and she was soooo proud of it. Bitch. I mean, this woman had issues. She would ALWAYS find something to complain about. Of course, she looked miserable throughout the entire cruise. Not as miserable as her poor husband though, whom she kept bossing around.

Dinner up on deck watching Amalfi "by night". After a few after-dinner drinks, we finally felt brave enough to don our new pajamas. People thought we were late for the Tuesday pajama party, but we were only having our "family meteor-shower-sleepover" up on deck six. No meteors to be seen, but enjoyed watching the stars. Could not really sleep when the ship started sailing towards tomorrow´s destination, Capri. Too windy, and warm smoke blowing from the chimney. I guess it was not as romantic as I thought it would be. Went down to cabin after a few hours.