The Bay of Biscay is one of the world's hotspots for marine mammal watching, with 31 out of a global species count of over 80 cetacea. They positively swarm around the ship, competing inter species-ly to see whose spout gushes skywards the highest, who can win the census count, who can get the loudest Ooooh from the appreciative crowds with displays of aquatic exuberance. With every sailing on this route comes a guarantee of a plethora of charasmatic wildlife encounters to regale uninterested friends. First hand tales of oceans boiling with frolicing whales and dolphins. Literally teeming with species you've never heard of like the beaked whale. At least, that is what you would have been looking forward to had you attended the talk this morning run by the ship's wildlife officer who clearly starts the day with a couple of stiff scotches to wash down his hallucinogenic drugs. Before painting a sperm whale onto the lenses of the binoculars he passes to the captain in order to maintain his bridge occupation privileges. The Bay of Biscay is a wildlife desert.
Cabin life is not too bad despite 50 % of the occupants flagrantly disobeying the no solids to be passed in the the cabin rule.
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