We had two more days before we returned to Houston. Sea days are always interesting as the cruise staff try to find ways to amuse the passengers. We participated in a Jeopardy type trivia game*, watched elevator roulette, and cheered on our table mates J & C in the egg drop competition. The competition entailed competitors finding creative ways to drop an egg from Deck 7 to Deck 5 without breaking it.
You can see J at the top of the picture holding their effort. The egg was protected in a plastic bag full of water, tucked into a running shoe (one of J's), which surrounded by empty water bottles packed into a Princess bag.
It worked! So did many others, through there were a few epic fails. The first was a rocket made of a paper towel roll...neither the device nor the result was pretty (they had a drop cloth). The funniest contraption was the cup of bra tied to a group of balloons - I think it also broke so there were jokes that they needed more padding. For some reason I don't recall who one...the broken eggs were funnier!
K had felt somewhat better so we did some walking about the ship on the final day. The promenade deck on Deck 7 allows for a complete circuit of the ship. There is a sign that says 2.7 circuits is a mile. We only did two circuits, taking our time and enjoying the fresh air.
There were a number of ships in the area, and several of these, which I assume are oil derricks of some sort.
I don't know that you can see it very well in this photo but when we came around the back of the ship, someone on an upper deck was blowing bubbles.
The final Friday night, at dinner, the captain announced there was fog forecast for the next morning in Houston. He advised that if we did not get into berth, we would be at sea until Monday morning. As a result, they were planning to head into port early. We arrived in Houston about 11:30 p.m. and I had my worst night's sleep. When docked, the ship doesn't rock! I know it sounds silly but I sleep so much better with that motion.
Getting was painless in comparison to our getting there. We flew through Calgary, had time for a bite to eat after going through customs, and catching our next flight. Though I did make the customs agent do a double take when I told I'd bought slime from Del Sol (it's like a sticky play dough substance that changes colors).
My daughter met me at the airport with my winter jacket as we arrived home to the coldest day of the year. The outside temperature was minus -32C with windchills of -48C. If I could have, I would turned around and went back.
Unfortunately the trip did not end well for K. She was admitted to hospital last Tuesday evening and is expected to be there until Wednesday of this week. I was up to visit her on Friday and she is not a happy camper. J, her partner, told me there is note written in her chart that suggests she's been a very uncooperative patient. K feels there is nothing wrong, she should be able to go home, despite her low blood oxygen levels. The doctors are continuing to run tests, providing additional oxygen and intravenous antibiotics to attack the infection. Any positive thoughts for K would be appreciated (by me...though probably not by her...she's that angry about the situation).
Hope you all have a wonderful week, full of sunshine, comfortable temperatures, and good health.
*The final question was "What is the largest fish in the world?" Do you know?