British Isles: A Day – the only Day at Sea
This was our only sea day – a day to do nothing, right? A day to sleep in? And I am awake at my normal 0500, wide awake. Do not want to wake my husband.
Little I can do but working on this journal in the Explorers Lounge before AdventureMan wakes up.



At 9:30 lecture we hit the lecture on Viking history (the peoples, not the ship), spend some time in the spa, and form a team for Trivia Time.
The Salty Sailors won, they were really good. Our team, the Warriors, were two questions away from winning, but hard questions. Who was the Russian dog who was first into space? Some were easy, some were hard.




Then lunch, and a great conversation, then sorting out currency and requirements for our next stop, Dublin, which uses Euros, and then the Port Talk.

Quiet dinner in the World Cafe, many fellow guests dining in the specialty restaurants and more formal restaurant, which is slow and the tables are too close together for our comfort. We found a quiet table in the bar and had a great conversation with a new couple who told us Viking had gone public (somehow we had missed that). They had not missed it; they had stock.

Back in our cabin, we have something new. The couple in the cabin next door enjoy having noisy arguments. The walls here are good at soundproofing, so they must be very loud.

The whole day was foggy and the seas were rough. For the first time ever, we saw Viking had posted barf bags on the stairways, and people were swaying up and down the halls.


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