We’ve gone to church services every Sunday we’ve been on the ship, and they put on a nice service for Easter. Later, we went to lunch and saw that they’d decorated the galley with all kinds of Easter-themed chocolate and sugar art.

Later, because my lovely husband had it downloaded on his computer, we got to uphold our annual Easter tradition of watching Jesus Christ Superstar. Sadly, we did not uphold our custom of creating a delicious feast. In fact, I didn’t even go to the formal dining room, because (as happens with depressing regularity) “Madame does not agree with chef’s choices.”