Dog?
How's that for a bar stool?
Hiding ducks in the artwork.
We attempted to walk the promenade this morning. I made it a third of the way.
Oh my, 40 minutes of doing muster the old way. Crammed on deck. Lord only knows why that hideous practice came back.
Haha.
Day one. Walked right on. Easy peasy. Then sunburnt my nose. I definitely wasn't expecting sun.
We're having a great time. I'm tired. Trying hard not to over do it. Everyone else was out late. I went to bed at 9 and got up at 9. I love the super plush bed, crisp white linens and the swaying of the boat.
The food has been amazing. That's a bit surprising to me for Holland America but I'm grateful.
Tonight the other five are off to a show. I opted for the hydro spa. However, although I feel fine and have only mild discomfort I was dismayed to find out I'm bleeding. First time since the surgery. So instead of putting my bathing suit on, I put my nightie on and tucked myself in. I don't know with any certainty where the blood is coming from. I want my old normal back.
Tomorrow is Astoria. The others have been before and I'm probably not up to an adventure. So, staying on board is the likely scenario.
