I think it’s Thursday, at least that is what it says on the rug in the elevator. I’ve lost track of time and days on this crossing of the Atlantic Ocean. The water is smooth and blue. The ship is quietly making 20 knots per hour, hour after hour, and we are 2/3 of the way to the Azores, our first stop.
You might ask what folks do on sea days. The answer is a lot of nothing. There are some lecturers on board (but none of them are as good as we were). An America’s Test Kitchen Chef makes a few delectable goodies each day. There’s music, there’s food, there’s folks to talk to...and for me there’s the mineral water hot tub. I’m in love with that tub. The tub is limited to 40 people on the cruise so it’s not crowded, and it’s so relaxing.
After I have my soak, I’m ready to meet the day. I’ve listened to lectures on pirates, I’m ready to cook a fancy meal, I’ve been crocheting and I’ve been chatting to a lot of very nice folks. I’m trying not to eat all the time, but there’s an ice cream bar that is really tempting.
This the first time we have crossed the Atlantic from the US. Normally we start the crossing from Europe. It feels different to go this direction. I’m not sure why, but I’ve been mixing up my directions because I feel like we’re going the wrong way. So far, life is good on the Nieuw Statendam.