Not only am I a total insomniac, but my room-mate snored. So I often was up wandering the deck in the wee hours. There were not the midnight buffets of my fantasies, but there was still a bit of adventure.
While the nightclubs were still open, there was a sushi bar (for pay). It closed as the dance clubs closed down.
The only 24-hour food for late-night was room service or pizza.
The room service was pretty good. There was a variety of sandwiches, a few salads and desserts, including cheesecake. This sandwich is a really weird color because I ate it in the hallway so as not to wake anyone up.
This group was celebrating a "divorce party" after a quickie Vegas wedding.
Although the divorcing couple seemed pretty friendly. That's one amicable divorce.
While up at a ridiculous hour I met my only fellow insomniac, Shelly. She started cruising about 3 years ago and just never stopped. She has been all over the world and every employee knew her by name. There are worse ways to spend your time.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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