Saving our energy

Day 3 ( as us nautical types call it) was another sea day so we took it easy again. They made it a bit easier for us by asking us to put our clocks forward an hour so that we didn't have to do this in Tallinn tomorrow, so we breakfasted late. Ian and I ate alone in the windjammer around  11 as the others were having a lie in. It was packed as usual. 

We wandered down to the basketball court where the sun was shining and played a little hoops. Then it was time for an important event. Jackie v Ian at crazy golf. The first game was a tie, with me taking the lead before I crumbled and Ian pegged me back. A rematch was therefore required. 

Crazy golf at sea!

This time it was a rout. I got way in front and hung on. Ian wasn't helped by a very poor hooked shot into deep rough. 

Not an easy shot

The champion at work

Excuses abounded but that doesn't change the fact that I won. 

It was very pleasant by this time so we got our books and sat down on deck to read. The sea, blue skies, cocktails. It was idyllic. 

Then Heather and David came along the deck and found us. We chatted for a while before going for a spot of lunch. After that it was time to meet the girls for round two of the progressive quiz. We found out that us Yorkshire Allstars were one of the top seven teams from round one, although we found this one harder. Round three was to be on the next sea day, day 10, so we had plenty of time to revise. 

Us frequent cruisers of the Crown and Anchor society ( all the Walters, no Allums) had received an invitation to a welcome back party at 5.15, which we of course accepted. It was pretty boring, but the alcohol flowed freely and both Kathy and Ian got a little tipsy. 

Party time

The show was a flautist, not something I would have chose to go to had I known, but she wasn't bad. 

We tried our hand at another 8pm music quiz before tea, and once again failed miserably. You would have thought 70s disco tunes would be right up our alley wouldn't you? After another excellent meal waited on by Carlos (" I just need to tell you something") and Ionut ( we have no idea how to pronounce it either) we headed for the 70s disco party. It was crowded so we elected to watch from deck 8. Big mistake. Not only could we not get involved with the dancing from up there, but we didn't get any fluorescent hoops or sparkly cocktails. The next one we are going on the dance floor. 

And so to bed, for tomorrow we are in Estonia.