Saturday, Feb 18. I was scheduled for an excursion, but during the gathering stage it was evident that there were no fewer than 200 people going on the same one. From experience I knew we’d be separated, but not staggered. So we’d either be waiting for the group ahead, or pushed by the group behind. I have never felt so much like cattle. Added to it, there was another megaship in port. And it was very hot. So I bailed. Wandered the souvenir shops a little, then returned to the ship. Did just about nothing. Packed for tomorrow. Many people had saved tonight for dressing up. A lot were in fact well turned out.