Tammy Trip Reports | Day 7

07 Feb

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Day 7 – Sea Day Fun

Oh my word, after 3 fairly intensive port days, it was soooo nice to sleep in! There was a DVC member’s meeting at 9:00, but I told Stephen to go on without me if I wasn’t up and ready.

I wasn’t.

He went and got some nice gifts, but didn’t buy any points. No surprise there.

Then he went to one of the educational lectures onboard about the ports we were visiting. I somehow didn’t make it to any of those…

We had planned on going to the Castaway Club member reception that morning but I needed a little something to eat first. I went up to Topsiders and grabbed something:

Mesa saw me up there and was very worried that I was alone. He stayed and talked for a little while.

I walked around for a few minutes after. It looks like everyone was sleeping in this morning.

Look how smooth the water was:

The princess palooza was happening in the lobby:

I met Stephen in time for the reception and Dad came as well. He said Mom seemed a little better, but still wasn’t coming out. Sadness.

Look who was here!

At our reception the Assistant Cruise Director sang Unchained Melody! I was shocked! I’ve never seen one do that before!

He was awesome too. Here’s Captain Robert!

This was the non-alcoholic concoction they served. It was delish.

Someone at the reception had been on 60 cruises. Six. Zero.

We stayed to the very end because they always give out these little beauties.

Today we were supposed to turn our passports in for a few days so the Greek customs agents could stamp them. I was excited about getting a Greek stamp so I was good with that. We turned ours in and decided on Lumiere’s for lunch.

Well look who emerged from her room?! Yay!

Chase didn’t wake up until 1:00 today! He missed lunch with us, obviously. I had red meat. A little too red, but that’s okay.

Stephen had a Panini:

I went to the computers after lunch to price out a cruise to rebook. The computers in the lounge have free internet for the Disney Cruise site. They’re not stupid! Here are the normal prices for internet:

We went to the animation class after that where we learned to draw Mickey and Buzz. Our instructor made me laugh when she referenced learning to draw Buzz the night before. She learned Buzz last night?

I’ve been reading some trip reports lately about how younger kids are frustrated when they’re trying to draw in these classes. That’s funny to me because that’s exactly how Ally used to be. She used to get so stressed out if her picture wasn’t perfect. We actually laughed when we reminded her of that during this class.

This was my Mickey:

Stephen’s:

Ally:

My Buzz was struggling. I blame our instructor who just learned last night!!

I was filling out my rebooking form too!

After animation we decided it was time for some shuffleboard! No wait. Ice cream then shuffleboard. The adult pool was packed! These people should have gone swimming this morning!

We played several games, and I must say, I was a beast. I beat everyone.

We were traveling through the Strait of Messina during this time frame so the scenery was gorgeous while we played.

I don’t have any pictures of myself playing so you’ll have to take my word for it:

We saw the pilot jump off the ship back onto another boat below us:

He made it!

Stephen was probably contemplating how I could have beaten him in shuffleboard.

After reveling in my shuffleboard dominance, we went to get ready for formal night. We met in the lobby for pictures.

Yay! Mom was out again! She doesn’t look bad, right?

It got better before it got worse for Mom. Look at these cuties:

They love each other soooo much!!! *Sniff*

The water was still smooth as silk.

Dinner was in Animators tonight.

Hey, Ally! New profile picture for you!

Mom was okay, but not hungry. She just wanted a plain baked potato. That went against Plamen’s every fiber. He couldn’t just bring her a plain potato. When he brought it out and it had other stuff with it, she actually cried.

Lol! Not a sad cry, just a I-don’t-know-why-I’m-so-emotional-over-a-baked-potato cry.

We all cracked up, even her. She said it was her antibiotics. Suuuure.

Dinner!