I went to freshen up while Annette and Linda headed to Taste.  Despite a few of us going, there was no sign of many so the three of us waiting outside went to the desk and were led to our table and found the others.  Natalie hadnt said to just go in.  The vibration was terrible and loud!  Tommy and Sandra from Belfast, Christina, Amy, Carol, Sandra from muster and some others whose names I didn’t catch were on my table.  The food was good.

One by one they all went.  Annette, Carol and I went after 11pm, some of the last stragglers with Liam, Angie and Alison from Canada, who spent the past three days attached to an IV.  She told us they hadn't had the correct drugs in the medical centre so had to use hers.  You learn something every day.  She said they could smell the fuel in the cabin during bunkers.  Liam had his gratuities removed for various reasons, none of which he gave.  But then Liam had also got several of them a free meal in Moderno's a couple of nights before when he found chewing gum on his chair.  Apparently, they offered to give him only a free meal and wine but he insisted the whole table had it.  I was back in the padded cell by midnight, otherwise I'd turn into a pumpkin!  I noticed the Freestyle Daily was rather different than usual.  Some internet and then bed!

It was another sea day - yay!  Woken by the Captain again at 9.30am.  He went on for ten minutes and it could have been done in a fraction of the time.  Back to sleep a while longer until almost noon when I thought I'd better shift my backside.  It was a gorgeous day, albeit a little chilly and breezy, as we passed under Sardinia.  O'Sheehan's beckoned to try the chicken strips and chicken pot pie - yummy!  The pie came with a spoon so it really was a good job I'd kept my knife and fork because you need it to break the pastry otherwise the sauce goes everywhere.  Or am I just clumsy?  I took advantage of the land signal to phone home then headed to the stern, bumping into Linda on the way.

Another Pepsi refill then back to the padded cell and another kip after washing my hair.  For the first time, I noticed a little arrow on the floor and wondered what it represented.  Maybe saying, "Weld here" or, "This way to the toilet".  The lights kept going off because the improvised card was no longer strong enough to keep the switch pressed so in went the one Claire Riches had given me at Steve Read's funeral which helped keep them on.  I don't know whether she's still Head of Marketing at NCL or not, but her card was just the right size.

Although I had booked the Blue Man Group, I popped my head into the Lounge for the singles meet before heading to the theatre.  Doors opened at 6.15pm for the 7pm performance and it filled up very slowly.  But why do old people with mobility problems ALWAYS arrive near time, meaning they have to climb over people to get a seat?  The show lasted 85 minutes without interval and photographs or video were prohibited.  Several people walked out, including the miserable old German couple beside me who hadn't cracked a smile then proceeded to trample over my feet, with no apology, to get out.  Let's get this straight.  Blue Man Group is for perfect the Tiswas generation because it isn't serious entertainment.  If you enjoy mess with paint and some childish things while having a good laugh and being thoroughly entertained by some amazing moments, it's a must-see.  If you were a Swap Shop person, avoid!  The good thing for everyone who walked out is it was a free show so at least NCL wouldn't have abuse hurled at them from people demanding their money back.  Afterwards you could have your photo taken with a Blue Man.  I bumped into Carol, who was in the cheap seats for the second show of Cirque Dreams.  I hadn't been in the Manhattan Room this trip, apart from excursion meets, so went to the other end of the ship only to find a massive queue.  Are these people used to other cruise lines where you have a mean at a set time, thereby not understanding the Freestyle concept of eat where and when you like?  I had noticed Taste was packed too when I'd walked by or was at the solos meal.  With the number of eating places on NCL there is absolutely no need to wait.  Back to the Garden Café then a stroll on deck!  I popped down to La Cucina to check my booking for the following night.  The hostess said it was 7.45pm but my e-docs had 7.30pm.  At least the booking had gone through but with it was listed on the Vacation Planner like excursions, Cirque Dreams and Blue Man Group.  Then it was time for bed since it was another early start.