Cruisin'....on a Sunday Afternoon

Saturday evening was the night for the staff to celebrate (hey, they were getting rid of all of us soon!) At dinner we were introduced to the cooking staff, the waiters sang and played guitars and danced with the guests. There was a talent show where the staff had the opportunity to show off their magic tricks and singing skills and the mood was light onboard.



Sunday was a full day of cruising to get to our final destination of Vancouver by early Monday morning. Denny and I wandered the ship, played the slots, met up with various members of the Prudhoe group and I packed up our bags in preparation for our early luggage pick up. The skies outside were gray, dreary and sometimes rainy and most of the scenery looked the same.

This fisherman held up whatever it was he had caught (I presumed a salmon) which appeared to be quite sizable but he was a bit too far out for my zoom to fully see what he had.

I loved the way the mountains looked out of focus here.
Purple mountains majesty.
This was probably the most relaxing day we'd had on the entire trip, other than the train ride to Whittier. One last day of being served, of having our bed turned down, of being "sirred" and "ma'ammed" and it would be over.

But you know what? We were anxious to get back home to our rig. It was time.