Day Seven would be our last time for adventures on the ship. Tomorrow I would head back home to Chicago and Kristina to Los Angeles. We had to spend a part of the day packing before we arrived in Victoria, Canada at 6:00 that evening, because our luggage had to be all packed and ready to be picked up while we were in Victoria. I quickly realized I didn’t have enough room in my luggage for all of the treasures we found, plus books are heavy and my luggage would be way overweight. More on that fiasco tomorrow.
At 11:00, it was time for the “Star Chefs” Cooking Competition on the main stage. Our favorite chef, John Suley against Aussie chef Robert Sauer, Iron Chef style.
We decided to attend a class on napkin folding in the afternoon, which was more fun than it sounds. Most of the participants were my age or older. Right before the class started, a young girl around twelve came in the room looking for her grandmother. The instructor asked her if she was there for the class. She turned her head and gave him one of those looks that only a preteen girl can pull off, waiting a second, then said in her preteen disgusted voice, “Ummmm… NO!” I guess young girls could care less how their napkin is folded.