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Fifth day at sea

Our last day at sea was Valentine's Day. Which we celebrated by... sleeping a lot? Not an eventful morning, as I remember. Not entirely true--I did go to the gym. That's my romantic gesture: maintaining the taut body of a twenty year old. Totally.

So, nothing until lunch and then after that we went to one of the lounges to participate in a few trivia games. First was Tribond trivia, which we rocked but did not win. Then He Said, She Said, which was a match-your-partner's-answer type game (we spectated that one). Lastly it was Battle of the Sexes, an ongoing trivia game that had been going on for a few days. Sarah had been scouted for her prized trivia smarts because the girls were down by four. And the word got out. Some totally random guy overheard Stephanie from Georgia talking about bringing in a ringer from the night before, and he brought up a fake announcement for the Activities staff to read, saying that "Sara needs to go to guest relations immediately." Alas, he was foiled by a typo, and the guys had their asses handed to them.

After this, we had folks over to our room. Jack and (North Carolina) Stephanie came back to our not so spacious cabin and drank some contraband wine. We talked for a while and eventually made plans to meet up for a baseball game in Boston some time this summer (which wasn't just talk--we're going to do it, people).

Another Captain's Club party, a lovely Valentine's dinner, and if I remember correctly, a relatively short stay at the bar afterwards.

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