Malaga
Sunday 3rd December
Although
I kept waking up I did not want to get up. I finally struggled out of bed at
11.00. As I made my way to the Lido for breakfast I knew I was struggling and
it would be better to stay on the ship. Even the walk out to the port area
looked too long for me, let alone the bother of getting on a shuttle bus and
then wandering around the city. What I would want to do in Malaga is return to
Castillo de Gibralfaro but that is too great a walk. I need to leave that for a
day when I have lots of energy so I can explore it all.
I
sat on my balcony in the sun reading. The view was rather uninspiring but the sunshine was lovely!
At
lunch time some strangers stopped me and told me how much they had enjoyed the
kicks in the Argentine Stroll (sequence dance) last night. I am always touched when people take
the time to comment, and amazed that they can remember my face and pick me out
the next day.
I
met Catherine at afternoon tea and then we hijacked Philip and talked to him
for a while. He is a man of mystery.
The early dance session was sequence. Four people from our table went along. I
only had a few dances as most of them were ones that I did not know.
Roy taught me a Viennese one that was quite simple.
The evening session was Party Night. I endure two
songs from Synergy but the music was too loud and the bopping was too boring so
I had an early night. I looked for Catherine at the jazz session but I turned up too late.
There is always lots of food at all hours on a cruise ship. I felt a trifle peckish. I could have gone up to the buffet but decided to be lazy and phone for room service. My favourite is cranberry cookies, but it is quite rare to find them. I was lucky and they sent me some freshly-baked ones.



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