Things have been pretty rocky over the past few days at sea. I think we’ll all be glad of arriving in port tomorrow in Fremantle. Today, for something different (no, I didn’t win at Bingo, although that, too, would be something different!), I went and took a Bridge lesson. For those of you that may not know, before I left Antigonish, I took several weeks of Bridge as I’d heard it was a good way to stave off Alzheimers in my old age. I’ve never found a regular group to play with, as, for the most part, Bridge players are a very serious lot, which would certainly leave me out in the cold. So my bridge has been limited to playing with my computerized competitors on a program called Bridge Baron. So a nice elderly lady I met at breakfast the other day convinced me to go with her to a bridge lesson. The instructor is a professional bridge player (how one makes a living playing bridge professionally is beyond me, but who am I to question???). Anyway, off I went this morning with a roomful of about 50 people. I quickly learn that the majority of the people at this lesson seem to be experienced bridge players (we’ll just refer to them from here on in as "know-it-alls"). How do I know, you ask?? Well, when the instructor is going through the lesson and explaining how specific hands should be played....they are the ones trying to impress him with how much bridge they know....you know the type, the "star pupils"....for every direction he provides, they are offering the "what if"s and "what about"s and "why not"s. I, on the other hand, only have one question...if you know so darn much about bridge....why are you here at the beginner’s lessons???
WHAT I LEARNED TODAY: The average age of the passengers on this cruise is 73. That’s average age...and we know there is at least one person who is 100...and I’ve seen 2 young girls of about 12...you do the math!! But suffice it to say, from a helicopter, this ship looks like a great big floating box of Q-tips!!
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