Saturday morning arrived just a bit sooner than necessary, but it wasn't too bad getting up early to head out to catch our 9 o'clock bus to tour the wineries near, but not in Ensenada. We ended up at Domecq and L.A. Cetto. Both wineries had some ok wines and and some not so ok ones. We tasted about a half dozen at each, white and red. At the L.A. Cetto winery we toured their facilities as well as tasting. We again failed miserably at documenting our trip with pictures, but we did manage to get plenty of pictures of the ladies loving the wine barrels.
It was a beautiful day and the trip out and back was relatively quick getting us back to downtown Ensenada around 1PM. We wandered around downtown a bit while I looked for a shop selling dress shoes since I forgot to pack a pair for the formal dinner that night. Just so you know if you want boots or sandals you won't have any problem finding them in Ensenada. After questioning a couple of the local store owners and a brief search we finally found a regular shoe store and I picked up a brand new pair of Flexi zapatos to wear at dinner that night. We then headed down to the waterfront for fish tacos and beer. We ended up at Mariscos Baja which was the same place Imelda and I ate the last time. Not only did we have fish tacos, but I ordered some shrimp ceviche as well. Mmmmm, mmmmm good. A dozen tacos, an order of shrimp ceviche, four beers and two Coca-Colas later and we headed back to the ship only $25 poorer.
Back in the cabin after a long day of riding, walking, drinking, eating and shopping and I fell victim to the dreaded nap monster. I'm not sure how long we slept, but dinner time sure seemed to come up on fast. I certainly wasn't going to miss dinner after searching through Ensenada for shoes. We finished getting ready, met up with the Canyon Country contingent and headed off to the dining room. For the second night in a row I ordered the grilled fish and veggies. This night it was tilapia, which when it comes to fish, is a favorite. We finished dinner and headed back to the cabin to change clothes and head back to the karaoke lounge for more entertainment. Now while I won't get up in front of everyone and sing I will definitely sing along from the safety of my seat in the audience. If only they had played more good eighties music. By that I mean the music I know.
The comedian this night handled his hecklers in a different and better way and was able to complete his whole set. He ended the set by giving away a cheap bottle of cham-pagnee to the audience member who produced the best fake orgasm. The first contestant was lack luster. The second contestant, who required assistance from a friend in the audience, had obviously never seen, heard nor had an orgasm. The third contestant who not only was visibly chilly, definitely knew what an orgasm was, but also had a penchant for taking it in the poop shoot. Needless to say she was the winner. Win-Nar! I'm sure we were in bed by no later than 3. Definitely. Maybe?
Sunday was a day at sea and we lounged around the ship in groups and separately. By this point I'd eaten so much food I was physically uncomfortable. I headed up to the jogging track and proceeded to put in over 22 laps which was the equivalent of about 2 miles. It was cool and overcast so after socializing a bit I headed back in, grabbed my book and headed down to the coffee bar. Upon procuring my coffee I snagged a seat directly across from the sushi bar and proceeded to read and sip my coffee until the bar opened up. I sat there for about two hours waiting. After sampling about three plates of sushi I headed back to the cabin to "relax" for a bit before dinner. Tonight was our last night in the formal dining room and it wasn't a formal dinner. I broke my pattern and ordered prime rib and totally threw down on the deserts as well. I was again feeling uncomfortable and headed back up to the jogging track for another two miles of walking. It helpled.
The four of us then headed back to the karaoke bar for the Paradise's version of American Idol. Eh, it was ok. The old dude who won is apparently a regular on the ship and this wasn't his first win. He was good, but not that good. He did pick fun songs though and sang them from memory rather than reading the lyrics from the karaoke machine. For his efforts he got to take home a wonderful plastic ship on a stick. Yippee. We all had had a good time singing along with the karaoke prior to the show starting so when it Idol ended I was more than ready to hit the sack.
We were up and ready to debark at 7 the next morning and I think we were off the ship before 8. Needless to say it was an early night that night and heading back to work on Tuesday sucked ass. Now we're just counting down the days until Maui this summer.