Fourth day at sea. Notably warmer today and a bit more humid.  We take an early morning walk around the outdoor deck.  Lots of fellow passengers walk at this hour.  Have become accustomed to the constant sway of the ship.  Wonder if walking on land will feel odd.

Getting an inside view of the culture of luxury world cruisers.  Veteran world cruisers are taught a secret handshake, but as a newbie I am outside of this inner circle. Maybe next year.  We learn that several of the segments will have fewer passengers than the full capacity of 700.   Must be the economy.  Around 120 of the passengers are here for the world cruise.  The rest are onboard for one or two segments.  Next year Regent is not planning a world cruise.  This is a problem for many serious travelers.  Some will be forced to winter on land.  Bummer. 

Hours today gazing at the ocean or sitting by the pool.  Attend a social gathering for world cruisers.  Meet several couples.  Have lunch with a very nice couple married 64 years - this is their second world cruise.  As we've now heard from quite a few people, at the end of their first world cruise they didn't want to leave the ship. 

Attend afternoon tea and join my trivia group for the daily trivia game.  Collectively we possess a remarkable amount of useless information.  Which of the six wives of King Henry VIII was not divorced or executed?  Not so easy without Google (Katherine Parr).  If you have pentheraphobia, what do you fear?  This one got the most laughs from the participants.

I learn a few jokes.  What do you call a woman who always knows exactly where her husband is?  A widow.  Lots of widows on this ship.  Two antennae get married.  The wedding is okay, but the reception is fantastic. 

It's important to feel productive every once in a while.  I manage to get some work done.  Am modifying my accounting system to handle multiple currencies. 

I realize that in a few weeks we'll cross the international dateline.  This is not a social website or phone service for lonely singles.  It's an arbitrary longitudinal demarcation running north/south through the Pacific ocean. When you cross this line, you are instantly transported in time, either forward or backward one day depending on, among other things, your direction of travel and whether or not you cross on a formal night or during business casual.  Either way, with twice-daily maid service, someone else will change your clock for you.

Tomorrow we're scheduled to dock around 9 am.  I plan to get up early, stand at the ship's bow and yell "land ho" when Hawaii comes into view.  Always wanted to do that.