Let's just spell it out:
1. We got a deck view. We've been cruising (this is a ferry) for 7 years, but this is the 1st ferry where we have to spend a night to cross waters, to Oslo, Norway. Ninth floor, smoother than the lower deck, this is a bonus right here!
2. We had the buffet. It started out excellent, but negative points keep adding up. The orange juice I wanted? Almost clear and it's watered down. The Mexican/Asian rice (wasn't sure which one), crunchy - next time, please cook it a little longer! Nothing spoils a good meal!
3. The Wi-Fi on the 7th floor? A typical ocean connection, slower than a slug!
4. The next morning, we have the same servers, I asked him I'd like hot cocoa, he pointed out to me: they have it all out front. They didn't! Then, when I told him, I didn't find any, he came back & apologized, they didn't have it! The orange juice, much better - so I heard, but I got the apple juice. They even have cooked rice!
5. Finally, I got hot cocoa @ the little shops in the lobby.
"Only if you promise to stir it yourself very well." They have dark and light chocolate 'candy bar - they come in cubes'. I picked one of each. She gave me hot milk, and something to stir it with, until it melted. Done! When I mean HOT, it was hot! I usually keep my drink in a 'thermos' container to go. By PM, it was perfect to drink, and it was good!
Otherwise, almost 5 stars!
Update OT: I couldn't sleep, decided to bring my laptop to 7th floor and see if I can get a faster Wi-Fi connection, if I was alone. I was the only one awake, but the minute I sat down, a plain clothes 'drunk' or just woke up - kinda staggering, nice gentleman, jeans white shirt approached me. He asked for my cabin ID card.
Drunk: Is this you?
Me: Yes.
Drunk: Don't drink! Do you want to come with me? (I know then, what he WANTED).
ME. No, I need to get online, my cousin just died, I needed to respond to relatives.
Drunk: I'm sorry. Are you married?
Me: Yes. He's asleep. (trying to get online - waiting!) Where are you from?
Drunk: Oslo!
If he's lonely, I don't mind talking to him, I can multi-task. I offered him a chair by me. He declined. He asked me again: Are you married? (I'm getting annoyed by now).
Me: How old are you?
Drunk: What do you think?
Me: I don't know? 30-40?
Drunk: I'm 35.
Me: What month is your birthday?
Drunk: : '81.
Me: No, month!
Drunk: Sept.
Me: Happy birthday!
Drunk: Thank you! (smile). Do you want to come with me? (A cleaning crew passed us by).
Me: No! I told you, I need to get online! (I AM now annoyed by him!)
Drunk: I'm going out for a smoke.
Me: Don't smoke!
Drunk: (realizing he wasn't getting nowhere with me, he finally left me!)
Yesterday, after talking about him to my group during breakfast, they met him, staggering and almost falling off the steps. . . . I just assumed, 4AM, he caught me walking the halls alone, from the security camera, and came out to talk to me, hoping to get some of that! read more