Sweet upgrade – Arabian Sea

I have been definitely making friends onboard. Lots of sweet adoptable grandparents and great grandparents to be had. I am collecting them like treasured shells on a beach. Each one is unique and quirky in just the right way. I love how old people don’t fake anything. They don’t feel that need to “try” so hard either. Even if it isn’t completely true, it doesn’t really matter because they believe it anyway. Its true for them and they don’t care what anyone else thinks.

Perhaps my favorite thing about their perspective is how precious they know every moment is. I can feel them deeply present with me. I see that they don’t waste their energy and am honored when they bestow their attention on me.

I love finding them doing cute and funny things. I find them in the hallways staring at the floor then when they notice me there the suddenly find a picture on the wall to look at. One sweet lady announced triumphantly in at the tea station that she was having a thought. Then she looked at me embarrassed realizing she had said that out loud. I played along not missing a beat, “Quick, you’d better catch it then! Don’t let it get away!” and we both laughed.

Old people can be so eccentric and their sense of humor is so much like mine…ridiculous and silliness abounds on this ship. I do feel right at home.

Turns out they had to do some refinishing in my stateroom so I got moved. I was extremely lucky to have been given a suite a couple floors higher! I have a bathtub and windows looking to the sea as well as enough room to have quite a little party. I made good use of the tub by luxuriating in the lavender bath salts they gave me. I plumped up some pillows in the window sill and perched myself to watch the sunset. Its much quieter on this floor since there are not so many guests here. Needless to say, I am sleeping quite a bit better.

My participation at the gym has dropped off. I guess I got sick of doing laundry everyday. Bad excuse, I know. There is just so much to do, so little time. I am pretty sure I will be getting my share of excercise once I get to India.

My painting classes are going swimmingly. To date I have completed a man sitting on a donkey, a mosque in the night, some mountains and clouds, a tigerfish, an old fishing town and a really bad flower which my teacher won’t even look at. He said the flower was rushed and not my best work. That was an understatement. I am really glad David is honest with me. Anyway, it makes his praise much more credible.

Grateful for luxury.







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