It’s a platitude to say all good things come to an end. Anyone with the ability would not let that happen, they would continue to enjoy the good things as long as they could. Work and money dictate that the end of our wonderful holiday is no-longer in the horizon, in fact it’s just around the corner.
Having rattle of a few such phrases I feel much better and can now talk about today, and tomorrow is still a full-on day too.
We start with a morning in Kos, actually six hours so enough to walk the ruins, first on the outskirts, which are very impress, then in town, which are not so exciting, but we have been rather spoiled for archaeology on this trip. A walk throug the old town reveals the inevitable narrow streets and thousands of shops, but for once we actually succumbed to capitalism as we needed to buy treats for the office.
A final wander around the port, carefully avoiding where the pavement has collapsed by about a foot, with craters, cracks and mini crevasses left unchecked, any drunken revellers at night must tread with peril!
We’re back onboard for lunch, fish for me and a last TK Napa Burger for Hubby. Thr burger came with the wrong cheese though, let’s hope Thomas Keller himself isn’t reading this as they will be in trouble! I’m quite sure he won’t be!!
After lunch we set up on five aft for our last afternoon, sun, Facebook, pool and cocktail or two, started with strawberry daiquiri and then moved into raspberry ones instead. Meanwhile the lady sailaway at 15:00 was an ice-cream event so I popped up the eight to say hello to Chelsea and Anna, and of course sample their wares - amaretto and chocolate chip for us both.
Walking back through “name that tune” I get accosted to reveal the tune - it was Carmina Burana by Carl Orff. Now I’ve both cooked and proposed on stage, everyone knows me by name!
The evening starts very early with the aforementioned girls doing an operatic duet show, then it’s the wonderful epicurean event Seabourn do do well. The girls are amazing, such brilliant singers individually, they work together so well, and their voices are simply sublime. The epicurean is always a great event when the area around the pool is turned into stalls, and officers serve delights such as palma ham, caviar, sashimi, arancini, cheeses and more. It ends with a parade of the ships crew, all stationed around the deck above the pool. The first time I saw this it made me cry, I still get a little emotional.
Sadly, an hour of packing was essential but it’s done and time to head out again.
We have dinner at the TK Grill the night, slightly in trepidation that we’re trusting our final dinner to the restauranteur I find rather challenging. Although it’s been a busy drinking afternoon we stop for a final aperitif at the Patio Bar, and await the call that our table is ready, which it soon is. Sadly the special starter of foie grad is not available so Hubby opts for a Cæsar, one of his favourites, I go for prawn cocktail. I don’t know why the Americans always seem to favour spicy tomato sauce over Marie Rose, but they do - three enormous prawns arrive, more meat than a whole lobster and just as tasty, and suitsbly helped down by an excellent Louis Latour Chardonnay, for mains we move to a Shiraz. Hubby has lamb chops, so I know I’ll get the bone later, I order the special - rib eye Rossini - but unfortunately it’s not a success. I don’t know what precisely Mr Keller does to his beef at times, but I’m guessing it’s a form of sous-vide - slow cooking in low temperatures - which is wonderful for some meats, but I’m not convinced for this rib. It’s not rare, it has an odd texture and it doesn’t taste like rib really. I’m reluctant to make a complaint, so manage with the fabulous, and enormous, foie gras served in top, the sides, and chewing on Hubby’s bone.
We were going to be virtuous and skip dessert, but the Sauternes arrived, so we decided to share a chocolate cake, which it’s a good job we did - it is a wonderful cake, another that I really must aim to replicate.
It should be that we finish our cruise with the final company production. It’s an American Songbook show, brilliantly sung and danced by the six-strong company.
Yet the evening is not over, as we emerge from the showlounge, the lunar eclipse is already underway so we head up to deck eleven to drink a “moon cocktail” the bar staff had created, and we watch the amazing red moon in the crystal clear air, alongside Mars and thousands of stars.
That’s a perfect final night for our cruise!
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