Oh my but we were ready for a relaxing day. Seems impossible we could be tired having done so little, so I guess we have to chalk it up to laziness not fatigue. As seems to be our habit on board the ship, Dan and I slept late and skipped breakfast.

Today is Russian Bazaar day. Thirty tables …all smothered in things one would be ashamed to leave the ship without …were set up in the shopping area. We ladies decided to rush the tables as soon as it opened. The hot items were lacquer boxes, matryoshka dolls, and Father Frost (Santa lookalike) wood carvings. There were loads of other things at varying price points, but the fun for me was watching not buying.

From the bazaar the ladies split off to do lunch as a threesome and the guys did the same. To fill in the time between lunch and strapping the ole feed bag on again Dan and I decided to get half packed. We rolled gifts and souvenirs in dirty clothes and in a very short time had two of our three suitcases packed. Before we knew it, it was time to clean up for cocktails and dinner which were followed by the evening’s entertainment and a little gambling for Dan and Walter.