# 37
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Wed or Thurs?

I can't remember which night it was, but one night on the ship was a bit rough.  Well, maybe more than a bit.  It was rather difficult to walk anywhere and when we went to bed, we were being tossed about in our bed quite a bit.   At some point during the night, the suitcases came crashing out of the closet door, and banged into the bathroom.  Yup, it was a rough night.  That doesn't usually bother us much, I have always had pretty steady sea legs, but Mike actually had to go to the duty free shop and get some sea sickness gum.  There was a lot of wind that night and being on the back of the ship, we felt all of the movement.  So the big balcony was the pro making up for that con.  It wasn't that big a deal.  It made for an interesting evening though.

Almost every night after dinner, Mike and I would spend some time at the piano lounge in the middle of the ship. The casino was way too smokey so this was a nice alternative, (and cheaper than losing to the one armed bandits). A South American trio played soft lounge tunes.  The female vocalist had a decent voice, the drummer knew how to play gently, and the piano player could play.  It just so happened that we knew almost every song they played, and it made for a pleasant night.  Free drinks didn't hurt either.  They did a great version of  "No More Lonely Nights", and each night when they noticed us coming into the lounge, they would play it for me.  That's a great way to show customer appreciation.  I wish the pictures had turned out, but sometimes I just get fuzzy photos.