So last night the pastry team (read as “deserts”) put on a show after dinner. Bon bons, macaroons, cookies… oh, my.
There were five other tables. I’ll have to skip two meals tomorrow AND walk a mile in the morning. The ship employs six chefs to only make pastries every day.
We dock in Buenos Aires tonight, early enough that about half the passengers, including me, are going to a tango show at 9:00pm. We are here two days as it’s the end of the segment, so about 400 are leaving and new passengers arriving.
PS: I just passed 200 posts in this blog. Thanks for coming along.