We ran around ship all day trying to figure out who were are and what our purpose was. Nothing photo worthy, so I didn't take any pictures. I think Lyle got a massage. I took a pilates class. Then the sun set and it was our first formal night.
The evening's entertainment, "CinemaTASTIC!" That's not really how it's spelled, but it's how I pronounced it. I nearly dropped my drink when they began to sing the title song from "Titanic" and had to convince Lyle to not jump up and shout "ICEBERG!!!"
Disco was sad and pathetic. So we ran wild around the ship. I forced Lyle to pose for this picture which every other person we met on the ship also took when they were drunk. Poor dolphin.
You don't want to know the photo I was trying to get Robb to pose for drunk with his dolphin. Really, you don't want to know...