Wednesday dawned cool and overcast, with singular shafts of sunlight piercing the ocean. The water temp is up to 71 degrees again. Each morning we have a Princess Patter in our cabin mailbox. Today's Patter announced a time change for tonite. We set our clocks forward one hour last nite. Figured it must be a typo. While pondering this outside our cabin, Captain Wilson (!!) was making his way aft in our passageway. We stopped him and I asked him if it was a mistake. "No," came his affable reply. "But," I responded, "we set our clocks forward last nite; it's four times already. What time zone will we be in with the next change?" He explained that technically it's the Greenland Time Zone (UTC-03:00), but in South America, it's simply called, "Santiago." We hadn't realized how far east we'd be while in Chile. Make for a bit of jet lag on the way home to California?
Enlarge this if you can. Guess which main course we picked!?
This is my desert: Floating Islands. I thought they looked like floating eyeballs! I ate every one.
After dinner stroll around the Promenade Deck as the sun sets.
Meanwhile, outside, the sun has dropped - in spectacular fashion - into the ocean.
We never tire of the sunsets. Nor the sunrises. Grateful to see both.