Sunset Memories with Lawrence Whelk

(tt)   These were my stars yesterday morning. . They came true! Sheldon booked us on a sunset cruise.

We had a wild wander on the wharf with Sheldon cursing, "Why don't they label these things?" only to find we were standing right next to the boat.
This bossy miss  (does the welcome smile reach the eyes?) MADE us have our photos taken. "It's company policy"..meaning we couldn't board without. When she came round hawking the glossily mounted mug shot  I sent her packing

No the boat did not capsize. This was on the jetty. However I have seen a mounting for my Canon G12 allowing underwater shots. I think Alison and I might have to take scuba lessons.

 An American cruise ship about to nick off

 Virgin pina

One of our entertainers.  We had to yell out "Aloha" eighty seven times. "Aloha" means yell out "Aloha" eighty seven times

Is this the buffet bread basket or a bread sculpture?

Our lovely girls wobbling to a screamingly rabid audience.  Translated they were dancing to "There's Gotta Be Something Better Than This"

Followed by "Where Am I Going?"

 The Doris Duke enclave again

Diamond Head

The Pink Palace saying goodnight

Our entertainment officer, a local fascist with a big voice.

She made willing victims do the Macarana, men perform a hula with black plastic tits and  newly wedded Japanese couples wet kiss  She only stopped at the chicken dance and a knobbly knees contest.
Lovely Marana, our hostess, joined in the dancing and was in seventh.

Old charring steak