Day One 14 Jan 2009
Our flight with British Airways was a very long and boring ten hours! The female purser was older than me and sickeningly oh so polite, very British!! I watched three movies on the tiniest screen ever and now need laser eye surgery. I have no idea what they were but I do remember The Duchess with Keira Knightley and I’m really struggling with the other two, so don’t be surprised if by day 42 I suddenly write them down. We got chatting to a Scottish couple who were sat behind us, bumped into them at breakfast then later on the coach to the ship, had lunch with them and then discovered we were sat with them for dinner. The sail away party sort of happened while we were unpacking and cramming all my clothes into a very small space.
The residents of Fort Lauderdale waved goodbye to us by switching their lights on and off and blasting air horns. Our table of eight consists of three Scots, one Italian and four English, so you could say we are International! Our waiter is Philippe, a very tall thin Frenchman who has no personality, as of yet, and Luis is our assistant waiter from the Philippines who is much nicer, he gave me a free Cappuccino. There are only 670 passengers on the ship so everywhere is easy to find.
