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There are three ports there, and the one we were at was very nice. We saw some street performers, and peeked in a store or two. But mostly we headed back to the ship. Of all the places we stopped it was the most built up port. Hotels and such immediately outside the port complex. You have to go up and over the road to get back to the port side. It made for nice photos, if not a little jumbled for strollers and wheelchairs.




We did the ropes course again (most of us – Katriel wasn’t keen to repeat it) and did some pool time.



It really was so fun.
The plank was closed today. I’m guessing it was because it was so windy????
We had our last group dinner tonight at Le Bistro, the French restaurant. It was beautiful, and strikingly small.



The service was attentive and sophisticated. They were exceedingly nice.
The menu – I think it was really good. But I think after two weeks of eating out it was hard for us to be moved by food. For appetizer Marie had escargot, and Nigel may have as well.

This was an app, as well, but none of us know exactly what it was. Something fishy?

The soup course was fun. They brought us out this. At first I wondered if maybe this was it and I was going to have to explain to my kids that what makes this fancy is the exquisitely small servings?

Then the waiter returned to soupify my soup.

And yet another server (the creme-bearer???) came by to add the white swirls.

It was delicious.
I had to take some girls to the bathroom between courses. A lovely older couple signaled for me to stop and they proceeded to tell me how fantastic my family was, asked if that was Grandma at the end of the table, and shared how much we made them miss their extended family. We chatted a few minutes and she later grabbed Nan on her way by, as well. It’s always an encouraging thing to hear, especially when your kids are the only ones in a finer dining room.
Dinner came under silver domes.

Well, Marie got a pot?

Tab ordered pizza, but they gave her Daddy’s plate somehow…


Can you see the reflection? Katriel was on my lap. She was tired.

I had a lamb dish. I thought I would try something new. When the boys heard what I had ordered, they made sport of me until I couldn’t eat it.
“Yer eating a widdle lammy?”
”Was he baaaaaad?”
I was careful to to waste any of my beans.
Five beans.
And that smear was some other bean concoction. I am clearly too bourgeois to be impressed.
Of course someone suggested what part of that lamb that was…

Tab gave Daddy back his plate. That is a bamboo shoot. Is bamboo native to France?

Now - there were no jokes when dessert came.
Honestly – their desserts might be a reason to eat there.
Four or six of them got these desserts for two. Siblings who would pierce one another’s cheek with a dull carrot for looking at them wrong are suddenly UN peacekeepers when there is chocolate to share.

Rivaled only by the tiramisu as best dessert on the ship.

After this gourmet brownie, Hanny still said normal brownies are more fun.

I think there were a few kids to the clubs, and a few to the golf course and Craig.
We were all tired, and I believe all in bed by 11. Or 10? Or is that 12? Island time?




We did the ropes course again (most of us – Katriel wasn’t keen to repeat it) and did some pool time.



It really was so fun.
The plank was closed today. I’m guessing it was because it was so windy????
We had our last group dinner tonight at Le Bistro, the French restaurant. It was beautiful, and strikingly small.



The service was attentive and sophisticated. They were exceedingly nice.
The menu – I think it was really good. But I think after two weeks of eating out it was hard for us to be moved by food. For appetizer Marie had escargot, and Nigel may have as well.

This was an app, as well, but none of us know exactly what it was. Something fishy?

The soup course was fun. They brought us out this. At first I wondered if maybe this was it and I was going to have to explain to my kids that what makes this fancy is the exquisitely small servings?

Then the waiter returned to soupify my soup.

And yet another server (the creme-bearer???) came by to add the white swirls.

It was delicious.
I had to take some girls to the bathroom between courses. A lovely older couple signaled for me to stop and they proceeded to tell me how fantastic my family was, asked if that was Grandma at the end of the table, and shared how much we made them miss their extended family. We chatted a few minutes and she later grabbed Nan on her way by, as well. It’s always an encouraging thing to hear, especially when your kids are the only ones in a finer dining room.
Dinner came under silver domes.

Well, Marie got a pot?

Tab ordered pizza, but they gave her Daddy’s plate somehow…


Can you see the reflection? Katriel was on my lap. She was tired.

I had a lamb dish. I thought I would try something new. When the boys heard what I had ordered, they made sport of me until I couldn’t eat it.
“Yer eating a widdle lammy?”
”Was he baaaaaad?”
I was careful to to waste any of my beans.
Five beans.
And that smear was some other bean concoction. I am clearly too bourgeois to be impressed.
Of course someone suggested what part of that lamb that was…

Tab gave Daddy back his plate. That is a bamboo shoot. Is bamboo native to France?

Now - there were no jokes when dessert came.
Honestly – their desserts might be a reason to eat there.
Four or six of them got these desserts for two. Siblings who would pierce one another’s cheek with a dull carrot for looking at them wrong are suddenly UN peacekeepers when there is chocolate to share.

Rivaled only by the tiramisu as best dessert on the ship.

After this gourmet brownie, Hanny still said normal brownies are more fun.

I think there were a few kids to the clubs, and a few to the golf course and Craig.
We were all tired, and I believe all in bed by 11. Or 10? Or is that 12? Island time?