We’re now truly on our way home and have officially left the Caribbean for the Atlantic. The sun was out early on in the day so we headed up to the. Broadwalk to catch the last of the sun before returning to more wintery climes. At the 12 o’clock announcement the captain said we had some unsettled weather approaching with squalls coming in from the port quarter and true to his word the heavens opened and it chucked it down.
We made a dash for the Pavilion Pool and bagged a sunbed there for the rest of the day.
Commodore o’clock came and we sat with our dinner mates in the Carinthia Lounge for a drink rather than heading up to deck 9. The cocktails in the Carinthia are more limited, you can’t get a QEII there, so Jane made do with an Aperol spritzer instead.
It was the final formal night, a Masquerade ball theme, with many diners sporting Venetian masks at their tables. I started with escargots, followed by Beef Wellington, and then a pistachio soufflé.
Dinner was rounded off by the chef’s parade and the presentation of some of the more notable members of the catering team. Well done to all as the catering on the cruise has been excellent.