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While our first day in the Med was completely smooth, things got choppy on the second day. About 7am, the boats started rocking and rolling – and it’s the worst seas we’ve had so far. Susannah complains about a sore throat, and we assume it’s from the cough she’s had for a few days. Veronica is feeling very green, and Sarah’s mom is rough also, but Teddy is surprisingly fine. We decide that everyone would benefit from fresh air, and just before we get out of the cabin, Susannah stumbles into the bathroom and barfs. The sore throat is actually nausea, but once it’s out, she’s right as rain. Everyone gets a little breakfast in them, and the greenest among us have a walk outside, and everyone is basically okay again.

We spend a lot of time with Kaveh today, who I haven’t mentioned yet. He’s this very friendly kid travelling with his family, and his parents let him roam freely (as long as he meets them at given times). So he just sort of roams and makes friends and hangs out with whoever. And he knows everyone and everyone knows him. He’s like the mayor of the ship. Anyhow, he joins us at lunch, and when I take the kids to the arcade after that, he hangs with us there. I’d saved the arcade trip for the last day because I knew the kids would beg to return daily if we went earlier. There were a mix of driving games, shooting games, ticket games, and prize games. There was one of those rubber duck crane games, which is winner-every-time, and because my kids like a sure thing, we left the arcade with about eight ducks.

Not much noteworthy otherwise. Sarah packed because she is an angel. We had a nice dinner and said goodbye to our great waitstaff (Tiffone and Man), the kids had one last kids club, and we crashed.
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