Whew.
I have taken you along, virtually, for almost all of the Cunard/Queen Victoria experience, beginning with our departure from Fort Lauderdale.
We have almost made it all the way to Panama, but before I lock it up, I am kicking back with a few snaps of Gaz, well, kicking back.
Yep, he is always skittering (don't tell him I said he skittered) about at lightning speed with one project or another. It is not easy to catch him in repose, but I manage, on occasion.
Whether it is grabbing a moment for a quick cocktail, a breather on a chaise lounge or simply being reflective, Gaz is the best partner-in-travel. Ever.
In the light of day, we returned to Hemispheres, the scene of one of the most fun evenings/early morning events. There is nothing better than a dance floor jammed-packed with formally attired patrons getting absolutely crazy to the DJ-spun music of ABBA.
Everyone wants to be a Dancing Queen, aboard a Queen ship, right? Well, I know I did and was.
Mama Mia!!
If it isn't burning up the dance floor, it is burning up the camera and I am of the opinion he must stop along the way, just to make sure that thing isn't smoking.
Coming up-dining, Todd English style.
Kids, don't you dare leave me now!
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