And now we are onboard the Amtrack, wending out way home. The cruise to and from Hawaii was predominantly geriatric. Saturday, most of them dis-embarked and an entirely different group came aboard for the one-night cruise to Seattle.There were at least three bachelorette parties with brides to be wearing wedding veils. One had a flamingo-pink tiara with sequins and the message, "It's all about ME!" Another had a sweetly draped white coronet set with little flamingo-pink penises. I wonder where I could get some of these?
It was fascinating to see what some people thought was appropriate dress for dinner. One young lady showed up in a black mini- dress that did not quite reach the seat of her chair when she sat. This was worn with beat-up knee-high black engineer boots and unshaven bare legs. One of the bachelorette parties pulled out their prom dresses for one more go around. The giggle quotient in their vicinity was extreme. Several young men had to be turned away when they tried to enter the dining room in flip-flops, shorts, and tank tops. NOT "smart casual"
The moon was glorious last night: big and bright and so close. I woke when it shone through the window, then I woke at 5 and watched it set. But now, riding along on the rocking Amtrack, I'm nodding, nodding off. ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz