Today was an at sea day on the ship. I woke up a little later than normal skipped out on breakfast (for which I really shouldn’t have) and went right to the gym and ran about 2.6 miles. My mile times are getting better with each one I do. I really felt the lack of energy with not eating prior to working out. I did a few cool down laps around the deck and headed down for lunch. Hooray, more rabbit food for me. I couldn’t find a single banana in the buffet area, so I’m guessing they ran out. I’ll look for them tomorrow, but I’m not optimistic.
After finishing lunch, I started to do a little digestive walk and ran into little Nicky, who immediately grabbed me to introduce me to his activities coordinator (read: babysitter for 15-17 year-olds). Apparently she just broke up with her boyfriend and told Nick that she only wanted to be introduced to men over 25. Nicky’s never gonna learn how to dodge the buses I keep throwing him under. But I’m game, and play along. I go over to the little teenager gathering zone and he introduces me, I don’t even remember her name; but right out of the gate, the first bus smacks Nick right in the face – as the first words out of my mouth are akin to, “what the hell are you talking about Nicky, she’s not hideously disfigured or ugly!” Chances are, the babysitter already knows Nicky’s personality, and there is no defense he can throw up… a small seed has been planted. The longer Nicky keeps me around, the more he gets run over. Nicky resorts to hitting me and nipple twists. A few Megan’s Laws jokes are thrown in for rebuttal, but the poor babysitter is probably too young to even get that joke. She’s not bad looking, but then again, not really all that great looking either. I get bored and just leave.
There is a fat burning seminar that I attend. My mom’s friend is there too. I listen to the guy’s spiel and he ends with the foot in the door, cheap body check for metabolism and other hocus pocus crap. I ignore it and leave. My mom’s friend however is the perfect sucker and with the foot in the door, she gets taken into spending a grip of money on stupid pills and stuff that supposedly will “help detox” her. F-that, I’ll just eat right, and exercise, as it’s already been helping me.
I do a few more trips to the gym and to run, and all in all, I think I ran a total of about 6 miles. I walked several more, but those were really cool down and quick digestive walks. Holy crap I’m actually actively exercising, this will be interesting to see if I can keep this stupid charade up when I get home. Tomorrow is Ensenada, which is basically akin to visiting Tijuana. Yeah, I’m probably gonna stay on the ship. If Cabo was any sort of indicator, I’m going to try to avoid all the little Mexican boys and girls trying to sell Chiclets. Plus, I really don’t need the sights and sounds of Ensenada to bring my overall fun level of this trip that much lower.
I also went down to the excursion desk to see what time they were notified about the cancellations. Apparently, they found out after they were docked. I’m still not sure when the captain of the ship was notified, but I’m still rather miffed about how things were handled. Regardless, when they did found out, they did fail to mention that to people who were still on the ship and that had tickets for excursions. I’m more pissed off that I had to carry my fucking scuba gear around and not go diving. Fucking Mexicans. I’m going to have to schedule a trip to Catalina to make of for the bullshit that was Cabo. I will miss the 86 degree water tho, guess I’ll just have to drink lots of water and warm myself while diving Catalina.
Tonight was the second “elegant” night, so I dressed up and headed out to dinner. After dinner, the family headed back to the rooms to change into comfortable clothes. I decided to wander around in my suit and tie. I run into Ms. hey look at my exposed boobie hottie and her boyfriend, and they are impressed by my ability to “clean up” as all the other times they have seen me I was in work out gear. A few other people see me and are similarly shocked. Because of Nicky, I think all the little teenies know me by name now as when I walk around, random teenagers shout my name to say hi… great… now I’m Mr fun single Asian guy that the teenagers like… hmm… I could apply for a position as an assistant babysitter… oh yeah, right, that Megan’s Law thing…. never mind.
I hit the aft section of the lido deck where and sit down to watch the very end of a chess match. The pieces are set up and another match begins. A few people join and talk random subjects mostly about chess and strategy. The game is goes very slowly but it is interesting to see the game unfold. The game finally ends and a new guy joins for a new game. With the first two moves, I already see that the new guys sucks ass, so I leave. Plus it was time for the comedy show, apparently the comedian is actually pretty good as opposed to the guy from the first night.
The comedian is Jerome and he’s from LA. Fairly decent, and some of the material I’ve heard in some form or another. He’s good with crowd work, so that was entertaining. He was much better than the previous comedian, so at least I got some decent entertainment tonight.
I have 8 minutes left out of the 250, so this will be the last update until I get back. I doubt anything exciting will happen, but if anything, I’ll at least note it to be posted at a later time.