Day Six – Saturday 14th November – Sea Day
Woke to the story of the attacks in Paris. There are no words for the level of sadness I feel. Did nothing all day. Just wandered around, talking to people, asking why people do things like this to each other.
Yesterday, I managed to accidentally gluten myself. So I had an interesting night, but for completely different reasons.
Black and white formal night. Saddened, as usual, at the number of women on board who think that black and white means red or bright blue or whatever other colour they feel like wearing. It’s such a simple request. Who doesn’t own a black dress, for pity’s sake?!
Not in the best of moods.