The two Californian guests I met this morning were nice enough people but by the look on their faces when I met them in the lobby I knew their demand to see me was not to discuss Europe’s historic architecture or to compliment me on my show last night. They had called the Purser’s Office and told them they would be waiting for me outside of the Piano Bar and would not be leaving until I came to meet them.
Strange…………….maybe they wanted to audition……………..nope……………..I arrived and even before I had chance to extend my hand in the usual manner of greeting she started.
