June 18th: Fire Aboard the Royal Princess-- Part 3

At least the whole family was together now.

More and more people were coming into the place where we had our sit-down dinners every night. It would appear that the second sitting was just getting started with their meal when all this transpired, judging from the bread and drinks on the table.

There was even a 2001 bottle of wine there, alas, unopened and needing a corkscrew.  Look as we might, we just couldn't find a corkscrew.Lots of crew members in there as well and announcements kept coming over the pa for crew members to report to different parts of the ship.

People were talking, but no one seemed to be worried.  We were joined at the table by a family from Colombia celebrating the grandfather's 80th birthday. Only one of his daughters, who was married to a man from Douglas, Georgia, could speak English, so she did a lot of translating.

Her husband could speak a little Spanish, so helped out. They must have been fairly wealthy as they had a nanny along for the two-year-old grandson, who managed to sleep through the whole thing.  The person in charge of the muster kept telling everyone that all was ok, but definitely could have spoken louder as it was hard to hear her, even when she got a loudspeaker.

Got Them Old Sinking Blues. --RoadDog