Every night we were served a lovingly prepared five-course meal
comprising hors d' oeuvres
soup,salad,main course followed by an outrageous dessert and all washed down by some
exceptional wines. As we finished each meal, we were informed by the Head Waiter of the
theme of the barbecue which was about to begins part of the party taking place on the pool
deck.
The only breather from this constant encouragement to eat and drink was the after
dinner visits to the My Fair Lady lounge. Here you could aid digestion and take part in a
galaxy of audience participation game shows. If this sounds like to much of the holiday
camp of your youth, sanctuary could be sought in the South Pacific theatre.
You will know doubt recall on those Saturday night variety shows 'live'' from Blackpool
Pier or Brighton South Pier an unusual comedy duo. A Scotsman who tried to sing and a
mischievous and far to worldly small Glaswegian 'schoolboy' who interrupted him with
behind the-bicycle-shed comments and humor. I remember finding this all quite amusing
then, but nothing to the complete raptures of delight this still very professional pair
had us in during their hour-long show, when the Krankies had us all rolling in the aisles
screaming Fan-Dabi-Dozi. Just as I had years gone by.
And so we quickly relaxed into this easy-to-take routine as we sailed from cultural
magnificence to ancient wonder pausing only to eat and be amused and to sing along with
those magnificent Filipino waiters. A lifestyle it would not be difficult to get used to.