On the boat we immediately saw Ali and Tyrone. Ty was wearing lounge pants, a t shirt and flip flops and Ali looked like she was in a frantic way (I could tell just by her hair). Apparently in her drunken state, she lost her medicine that keeps her alive. We unpacked, met for lunch and then headed to town to try and self prescribe Ali medicine at the local pharmacia. We found a place that would help but needed a prescription so we would get and go back tomorrow. Had a cocktail and headed back to the boat and met up with Jessee and Alex who's suite was getting put together. They were just finishing up unloading Jessee's trunk and decorating with Rae Dunn and a custom bed spread. Jessee only had about 1/2 ounce left in her perfume so not only did she bring that one but a huge brand new one also. Stopped into J & S room one deck down from Jessee and one deck above the us and the Irish who are in steerage. Tyrone literally had to stoke the furnace for 2 hours that night and there are waterproof doors closing off our cabin area. It took Jackie a while to unpack her pill box but we had enough time to get a drink and get to the muster drill. I told an older couple that if shit goes sideways, they would be smart to just follow me. they looked at me like I was crazy (but it is the truth). Good dinner, good drinks, and good night. Next morning was a tour of Lyon at 9 am (wheels up). Steve and Jackie met with the program director for the 10th time to discuss the bus trip the next morning but later that night, we saw the program director moving her office out of the open and behind closed doors.
Woke up to a cyclone of activity in the bathroom which is the size of my toilet room in my house. Jen dropped her whole make up bag, and half a soda (3rd spill). Breakfast was good and on bus on time. Toured a beautiful church and into the old part of town where we learned about secret passages to avoid the Nazi's and we stayed for lunch and decided to walk home to boat past a cigar store of course. Oh, by the way at lunch Jen had to get up and the table was so loose, my beer (full big size) spilled all over Jessee. Not my fault and the waiter agreed as he left the broken glass all over the street. Back to Pharmacia and T & A almost pissed their pants because there are not a lot of bathrooms around here. Mission complete (meds bought, Ali lives to see another day)and back to the boat for our afternoon siesta and preparations for our dinner/drinking. On the way home we saw a statue that we think was a statue of Steve carrying Jackie after a tough day touring. We couldn't read because it was in french but looked like my description.
Mr. Wonderful is one of our waiters who introduced himself as that and also Mr. 100% customer service. This will play a big part of the blog moving forward. Tyrone and Mr. Wonderful hit it off from the bat. I am however nervous that Mr. Wonderful is also, Mr. Great Salesmen and T & A will have a huge bar tab on the last day. We met in the lounge for a lecture on the French resistance, which was excellent. Jen sat up front, I sat with a beer and the rest of the crew on couches. Steve was missing and when he finally got there, Jackie gave him the grand inquisition of where he was. We all found out he was taking a dump in the room. Steve told me a lot about Junebug (not my junebug but his ex wife) and their travels abroad. It seems Junebug #1 needed a lot of "attention" also and maybe Steve has a type as well, just saying. To dinner we go and everyone was pretty well LIT (except for Jen and Jessee) and some of us were even more LIT then others but that was just the beginning for Ali. After a few bottles of wine Ali really let her hair down and told everyone how easy she was, but after a few jokes, changed it to easy, except in the bedroom. Mr. Wonderful really seemed to like this side of Ali and Ty who was more worried about getting into the after party with the crew that he almost missed his wife getting tossed into sex slavery. We talked about everything from Jessee's lady surgery which I agreed to consult on, (in my plan I would come in from the front and the back just to make sure it was done correctly) to Alex billing his clients 1k per hour. I even said I would punch Ronnie in her hair if she didn't sell Ali's house. Mr. Excellent, or in this case, Mr. Not so Excellence forgot Jen's lime and I guess he has not figured out that if Jen's not happy, no one is. This is about the time Ali's hair was completely on her plate of Syrup and Carmel. Classic Ali. One glass of Dalmore and off to bed.
Morning came soon but to breakfast and on bus in time for our winery visit. Ali was there on time and did not have time to shower or brush her hair. Jackie was on bus 2 min late but we were blocked in by another bus so she got lucky. On the bus, there was a lady who's husband is basically blind but talked all the way to the winery. I even had a dream about her. "walk straight DAN!" she shouted. I slept both ways and the winery was great and different than any I have ever seen. Wine was ok, but Ty seemed to like it and his neighbors. Back to boat just in time for lunch where I had the best potato soup I have ever had. If I had a dogs tongue, I would have licked my bowl. Siesta time and off to next port.
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