We must give a shout out to Ady and Yatt, our room stewards. They clean and straighten the room two or three times a day. We haven't seen their hiding place, so they must lurk down the hall and sneak in the moment we leave the cabin. Our room always has fresh flowers but we seem to disagree on where the small vase should be. They put it in the corner of a side table and I move it back to the center of the coffee table. I'm sure they place it there for safety and have cleaned up water and/or broken glass many times due to rough seas, but I like being able to see them.
Still having an issue with people not locking the bathroom stall doors. I really don't know what to think of that. We now open each door veeerrryyy slowly, while looking the other way, fully expecting to surprise an occupant.
And then there are the elevators...people will stand in front of the bank of elevators, within reach of the up and down buttons and just stand there. We walk up, go to the other side, press the button, and when the elevator arrives, they amble on with us. Are they training their mental telepathy? Do they have people that press buttons for them at home? And don't get me started on how they occupy the elevator....
This next onservation wasn't as noticeable the first few rocky days at sea, but in these calmer waters, it is generally possible to start walking on one side of the corridor and intentionally stay on that side. The problem arises when you've got Austrailians and Brits on board who walk on the left side and we walk on the right. Then it's a game of Mexican stand-off to see who moves and who stays the course. Mother and I must not seem too imposing, because we are usually the ones to move.
Time to go to Afternoon Tea. we will see how many people we can run over on our way...
Good thing that there are no cars.........Now that would be a one heck of a Mexican stand-off.
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