Cindy Week, Part II

So - The funniest thing that happened was a case of us reverting to our regular roles in life.  We were walking to lunch and got separated, and I ended up way in the front of the ship -  So I figured she would turn up either at our destination, the Lido dining room, or out by the pool, at the table where we had sat previously.  It must have been 10 minutes of wandering around - and we found each other by the pool, and someone proceeded to yell (speak loudly) that one of us had been "lost" - It reminded me that 1) I'm really used to being alone, and 2) that someone doesn't deal with peers and equals very often.  I finally said we could put this behind us and have lunch, or we'd have to come back here later for some people to apologize.  It was better to be reminded early, than on our excursion.  It does take some practice to just be a couple - as opposed to a repairer, and part time disciplinarian.  That first dinner, one of our wait staff came buy and offered to sell us a bottle of water (a simple liter) - we figured it was cheaper that soda, and even if you brought wine they charged a $10 opening charge.  Every dinner there after, some came by an filled our water glasses, for free.  Penny ante BS.  The appetizers were good, the entree's, were more up and down, never bad but some were better than others.  I was surprised the had a part of thier menu was entree's for an additional $18 each.

On the ship we watched Denver television channels - but no ESPN (other than the Mexican one, F1 racing and soccer).  It was odd - and internet access was as tenuous as you'd expect, and Cell phone service had a surcharge tacked onto every call.  
Next is our day in "Stinky Air" - Tulum....