Shopping in St Kitts

The kids decided they were beached out so wanted to explore Basseterre while the others headed to Cockleshell Beach. I am not sure they're going to be happy with their decision once they return to the cold and snow next weekend as they may relish finding sand in places they didn't know they had again.

The weather today was a little bit odd. It started off cooler, overcast and windy as we headed off the ship. It soon started to rain a bit but then turned super hot and sunny.  

After exploring the shops and craft market, we began heading into the historic part of the city but did not venture far. Apparently after so many years of cancelations due to COVID, their Carnivale was being celebrated today. The streets were jam-packed with partying, drinking, singing, dancing and celebrating revelers and getting caught in the melee was a rather frightening prospect for the kids. Truth be told, I couldn't figure out how to get ourselves through the crowd without getting separated. Instead, we elected to head back to the ship for lunch and a short nap before Danica and I headed to Trivia (which we didn't win, again).

Now, I forgot to mention earlier that on our way off the ship, we had planned to stop by guest services to change our money into smaller bills. One of us insisted on holding our $100 US in our hands. When we realized we took the elevator to the dead end floor and quickly turned to go back up, we dropped our bill and it slid down the elevator shaft. Miraculously, we didn't cry. We continued our quest to guest services as intended but after changing some of our money, we explained the story to the attendant. He said he'd file a report but we weren't overly optimistic that it would be returned. Just as we were preparing to leave for dinner, there was a knock at the door. I opened it wide, assuming it was my brother (I guess that's what peepholes are for). Standing at my door are 2 serious looking men in ship officers uniforms. My first thoughts are that they have the wrong room but then they ask for Ms Pamela and I think I am in trouble for something and can't, for the life of me, figure out what I have done wrong. Then they hold out a crisp $100 bill with a line on it, just like the one that someone lost down the elevator shaft. They were the ones sent on the retrieval mission and they were successful. Someone was very, very happy. She tried to tip them but they wouldn't accept money so she took a photo with them instead.

On our way to dinner, we passed by a photo backdrop that was clearly set up for the photographers, however, since no one was around, Renee and I decided that we couldn't pass up the perfect opportunity to strike a pose in our Gold attire for the White and Gold Gala Night.

Our servers in the dining room have gotten to know us fairly well. When we were waiting for Duncan to arrive, they both said they could order for him. Then when he did sit down but didn't order an appetizer, our server asked him if he would like salmon for an appetizer and another order for his main, a proposition he readily accepted with a gigantic smile on his face.

The show tonight was a mind reader. It was a little freaky. Actually, it was a lot freaky. I am really glad none of us got selected or I am not sure I would be able to sleep.

We played a couple more game shows and trivia games tonight which were good for laughs but we didn't win.  We actually learned the word to describe the feeling we have had for most of the evenings since we boarded the ship.  

Apparently Chris won a game a couple of nights ago after I went to bed. They had a rematch of the game last night but we attended the white and gold party instead before heading to bed.