Photos at last

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Ahoy mayteys! I can post photos at last thanks to the webhead that runs the Connectxions lounge (great place, lots of computers, dismal name). He loaned me a card reader. Today's highlight was passing by the kennels on the 11th level this morning on my walk and just happening to be there for the official portraits of the 8 dogs travelling on the ship, all decked out in Queen Mary blankets for their pictures. The 2 cats were not invited to the party. There's an old photo on board of an eccentric walking his pet raccoon in the 1930s.
Newfoundland is 400 miles to the southwest and England waits 1,200 miles ahead. So I am literally in the middle of nowhere. I have seen more rainbows (six) than passing ships (1). The ship is rolling in heavyish seas but it's actually very pleasant; there's a reason mothers rock their babies. Last night was the Black and White Ball and it was as posh as you'd expect. Our dining table (two best girlfriends from college now celebrating turning 50) a pair of fantastically hilarious gay boys from Leeds, Rolly, who lives in England and Wisconsin and me - we are having a blast. And now I must go. Yes, it's time for BINGO. Don't judge, people.
Linda

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Photos

A sunny afternoon
It's warm on deck in the sunshine. And a great place to nap.

Bob the dog
Bob getting ready for his closeup at the kennels.

The Gentlemen Hosts
The very charming gentlemen who dance with all the single ladies (all the single ladies).

Comments

[Peter Howell]

No submarine races!
Hola Linda-- Great stuff. Keep it up, even if you have to use ship-to-shore semaphore. Those gents look good, but be careful if they invite you on deck to watch the submarine races. Although maybe there really are submarine races where you are. :)