The ship “Norwegian Dawn” is parked next to us with a life sized portrait of the Statue of Liberty painted on the side.

Rather than spending too much time pondering the loss of our vista since hunger was growing. DS7 was waffling over whether he wanted to go to the Oceaneer’s Club or get lunch first. The stomach won the battle, and all four of us made our way to Billy Bob’s Baby Back Boogie for lunch. They have some really good ribs on the buffet, but shortly after we get there, we are informed that if we want seconds we need to get them now because they are breaking down from lunch, and dinner setup won’t be for another couple of hours. So we grabbed an extra plateful and ate our fill and then some.
While munching on our lunch, I have the weird sensation that our ship is moving (I didn’t think we were leaving until 2:00 A.M., plus moving that way we will crash into the dock), but I quickly realize it is the Carnival Valor just outside the window setting sail (poor schlubs only got 6 hours in Nassau, I guess Carnival wants to give their passengers more time in their casinos and bars)

. Their departure opened up a nice view of Nassau for us, so it was nice to see them go (now if we could just get rid of the Norwegian Dawn).
After lunch, DS11 wanted to check out the game room. We got him a game card and left him to play (with instructions to go check into the Lab when he is done. DS7 says he wants to go to the pool next but after a few minutes he announces that he is ready for the Oceaneer’s Club. We go check him in and head straight to our friends at Cove Café. DW gets some coffee drink and while Christina is making that, I tell Gede I want something with rum and he can just surprise me. He runs out to the pool bar and comes back with a delicious 5 layer drink that he just made up. He couldn't remember what was in it or how to charge for it, so he just called it Gede's drink of the day special and charged $4

. DW and I head to the adult pool for a soak and meet some DIS Boarders there. After a nice relaxing soak, and some good conversation, it is time for us to head to the spa for our couples massage (sorry, no pictures

)
DW has never experienced a massage before, but I have a couple of times (I know, usually it is the wife talking the husband into getting a massage). I discover my masseuse will be Dacy, and am a little leery of her based on what I read in Sleepydog’s report

(she must have gotten her fill of her children because she was back and ornery as ever) and am only more apprehensive when she discusses deep tissue massage. DW has Shibo and will be getting Swedish (so I know at least she will enjoy it). The massage starts fine, but then Dacy tries to see if she can touch my femur by pushing her elbow through my hamstring and then repeating the process with the other leg. Not satisfied that I won’t be able to walk for the rest of the cruise, Dacy then pulls my arms back and tries to make my elbows touch (something I haven’t been able to do since I was 10) so now I won’t be able to lift my drink either. After flipping over, I think the torture is complete as the legs, arms and chest go fairly painlessly but Dacy has one more trick in her store as she drills her fingernail into my forehead for a full minute. Then I feel my hand being placed in my wife’s hand and we are told to lie quietly for a bit, get up slowly, dress and they will come back when we open the door. There is a description of the products they used and an offer to sell them, but no pressure when we say no thanks. We sign the ticket and ooze our softened muscles back to the room.
While walking back, we debate on seeing if the oils they rubbed into us are still slippery

, but discover DS11 is in the room watching Spiderman 3

(and I regretted the decision to allow him to self-check at the Lab). DW and I do a rock-paper-scissors for the shower. She wins and I head to the verandah with a bottle of water and examine the port side of the Norwegian Dawn (big tip: if you get any massage, but especially after a deep tissue massage, drink LOTS of water. All the toxins –like alcohol - that your body has been hiding in the muscle and fat tissue is pushed back into your bloodstream and if you are dehydrated you can get sick.). I listen to what sounds like a limbo contest over on the next ship when DW comes out and calls my turn. I let the hot water restore some feeling to my hamstrings, and when I get out I discover that DS has left for to the Lab

. However there isn’t time for more than some playful grab and pinch before we have to get dressed for our dinner at Palo.
Since I don’t have my tuxedo with me, I put on a dress shirt and one of the Disney ties I brought along (this one with the Pooh gang on it). When we got to Palo, I learned that not having the tux was probably a good thing because during the entire 4-night cruise we never saw anyone who was fully formal so we fit in better (see, God knew what he was doing). Most of the people were in dress shirts and ties, and a few were wearing golf shirts and khakis.
We check in on DS7 at the Club, and they tell us he is having a great time. We remind him that we are going to a special mommy-daddy dinner and he is going to eat with the kids in the Club. Then we head up to Palo where we meet Coskun from Turkey who will be our server for the evening. We tell him we are celebrating our 20th anniversary (it was really in February, but the anniversary was one of the reasons for the cruise). He says he will make it special for us.
I have determined before this trip that I am going to try new things and take suggestions (particularly at this meal), so when Coskun asks what we would like to drink, and I ask him for a white wine recommendation and he suggests a reasonably priced wine that he thinks is better than some of the more expensive bottles (BTW, it was really good)

. For appetizer, I go with his recommendation again and decide to try the calamari. I have never had fried squid before, but this is the chance for new things. It was okay, but not really my cup of tea. Coskun is more than happy to bring me a shrimp appetizer like DW was enjoying.
As my appetizer arrived, the pager goes off

telling us DS7 wants us to pick him up from the Oceaneer’s Club. So I rush down and mention to the desk person at the Club that we are in the middle of dinner at Palo and she apologizes and makes a note so that we won’t be bothered again. Even more frustrating is that I discover that DS is now happily playing and doesn’t want to leave anyway. So I trot back up to Palo and Coskun also apologizes and says to relax and enjoy the rest of the meal (the nice part is he took the appetizer back to the kitchen to keep it warm and he slowed our entrees so that we didn’t feel rushed).
For the main entrée, DW goes for the lobster ravioli, and I once again follow Coskun’s recommendation and choose the monkfish

. The lobster ravioli is delicious as expected and the monkfish tastes just like lobster but is light and flaky like a good tuna steak. I highly recommend that if you like lobster, you should give the monkfish a try.
In the middle of the entree, the pager goes off again and I ponder throwing it out the window, but it is DS11 letting us know he is checking out of the lab and going back to the room to watch a movie. (Thousands of dollars for this trip, and he spends it doing the same thing he does at home

). Oh well, at least I don't have to leave again.
The wine and the entrée are finished together and we order our desserts. After a few minutes, Coskun brought us each one of the wonderful chocolate soufflés AND a tiramisu as well (which was the best we have ever had). All in all it was very special for us.
After this wonderful dinner, it was time to go get the boys and head to see Hercules – the “Muse”ical. There have been many reviews of this show, and I have heard a rumor that they are possibly going to replace it in the near future. I hope not, because this was one of the more entertaining shows we saw. Hades definitely keeps the humor turned to a high level without ever having to resort to “adult” jokes.
After the show, we got the boys ready for bed and convinced them to get some sleep because the next day was
Castaway Cay. After tucking in the boys, DW and I head up to Cove Café for our nightcap with Gede and Christina. DW selects something new from the menu and I get my scotch (Gede had a bottle sent up to make sure he had it in stock for me). We meet up with a couple who are travel agents from Bermuda, which led to an interesting discussion over how difficult it must be to live in paradise and convince people to travel elsewhere. After finishing our drinks, we headed back to the room to settle in for a quick summer nap. When we get there, I’m not sleepy and we are still sitting in port so I head to the verandah and listen to the activities over on the dawn where it sounds like they are having a cross-dressing beauty contest

(at least they were playing some good music), and I am glad that I am on the Disney ship

.