Day 23 At Sea en route to Crete
Jeanette was on a hunt early today to find a spare washing machine and finally achieved success on her third try.

We checked out a lecture on early Greece and we had lunch at the Golden Lion Pub.

Tonight was a formal night so I had to submit to the torture of a black tie, and the featured item on the dinner menu was, to the mild discomfort of most Victorian passengers, Beef Wellington.

The show following after dinner was advertised as smooth Jazz and Swing. The featured singer was truly outstanding though the effect was ruined by a very large lady in the seat behind us who insisted on loudly singing along. She not only had a terrible singing voice but she also didn’t know many of the lyrics. Neither defect stopped her though.
