Ah yes, back to my earlier promise. After returning to the safe haven of the Stephen Taber, I donned my swim suit and plunged into the frigid 50° water. I can't remember the last time I felt so alive, or so cold. We set sail again and a few hours later enjoyed our second shipboard wine tasting with Italy the focus this time.
The first morning I dined on grilled pineapple followed by French Toast stuffed (yes, stuffed) with strawberry cheesecake. A stuffed yours truly put on his walking shoes once more and strolled back downtown.