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Day 6 – Thanksgiving on the Ocean

Day 6 of the cruise was Thanksgiving!  It felt a little strange not prepping for lunch at Chez AuburnChick, although I will admit to a bit of guilty joy at not having to coordinate the cook times of half a dozen dishes.

As the ship lazily made its way northwestward, we settled in for commitment-free day.

We all took time to admire the bling we had acquired during our recent shopping forays…

Rooster's new shoes...from the exotic store Foot Locker, which was located in St. Thomas.

I really like the bracelet I purchased in St. Thomas.

The shop on the ship held a big sale outside on the poolside deck.  Rooster picked up this…

Because I ran out of t-shirts during the trip, I felt justified in getting these…

The frogs on the white shirt reminded me of Senor Frog in Puerto Rico

Despite our lack of activity, we managed to keep our room stewards busy.  They left us this cute animal after their morning clean-up session…

Dog!

Days at sea are all about relaxing in the sun…

And knitting…

I took a peek at the daily program, which listed a bunch of activities…

The kids and I took in a movie, enjoying the popcorn that the crew provided in neat little snack sacks.

Lunch came and went, as did Team Trivia.  The sun continued to shine…ahhhh…so beautiful…

What a lovely day it was, only enhanced by the fine dinner awaiting us…

Shrimp Cocktail...so yummy that I ordered a second (I'm such a pig sometimes)

Steak! Not very traditional for Thanksgiving, I know, but the turkey came with sweet potatoes, which I can't stand!

Fruit and cheese for dessert

Super Sis got the dessert below.  If you look closely, you’ll see that her pie is broken into two pieces.  We teased her because she had given our table attendant a fit when trying to order her dinner.  She changed her mind so often that she confused him.  Hence, we told her the chef was mad at her and sent out an imperfect dessert.  heehee

And so ended Day 6.  As the waves rocked me gently to sleep, I began to dream about Day 7…

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