Day thirteen – At Sea

Recovering from the long day on Kiritibati. We received a shock when it was announced that a credit was going to be applied to our account as an apology for the missed ports. Ok, woo-hoo and all, but it says in our contract that ports may be cancelled at the discretion of the cruise line at any time. Someone must have struck a nerve with some major bitching to the powers-that-be! Or perhaps Celebrity is just the class act we have always found it to be. I’ll bet on the latter.

We went to our first show of the cruise and the last Gala Buffet of our lives. You would think the fellow cruisers that invaded the buffet like it was Poland in 1939 and shoving like a European soccer team with ‘roid rage would have been the worst part, but no… The Maitre ‘d shouting for us to move along, move along, even with nobody behind us was the straw that broke it. They are announcing that it takes 48 hours to prepare it…why would they start herding you for the exit after 5 minutes? Oh, well. I have enough fancy food pics from prior cruises that I can skip the hassle and Photoshop in a different color of Jell-o from an old shot and use it over.

Another Sea day tomorrow!