. . . AND BY SEA
Well, the couch unfolds into an incredibly hard bed. Makes me think of my accommodations in Tibet. Actually, it's not too bad. I take a few photos when I first get up.A day at sea, so I sleep in then make my way down for an early lunch. Then I attend a lecture on Alaskan glaciers. Between the speaker's soft, monotone voice and the gentle rocking of the ship, I get incredibly tired. So a nap follows. All that's outside my window is miles of ocean, so no photos.
Tonight being the voluntary "dress up" night, I think about the days of transatlantic voyages when passengers would bring along tuxedos and evening dresses and the gentlemen would meet after dinner for cognac and cigars. I haven't worn a tuxedo in years and didn't bring one along for the trip as they are usually not called for in the places I typically travel to.
I attempt a few creative low light shots from my balcony, but they don't turn out.
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