Hakuna Matata

I know Disney's Lion King isn't the first thing that comes to mind when you think of a Mediterranean cruise but it's where this story begins.
     We had chosen the open seating option for dinner rather than being obligated to dining  at the same time with the same people every night. The idea being that we'd meet a lot of different people. It sounded good in theory.
     The first night aboard was gala night so everyone was decked out in their finest. It also happened to be Halloween. 

Rafiki

     We headed down to the dining room and waited with another couple for a table. One gentleman looked very dapper in his tux, the other looked like Rafiki, the baboon in the Lion King. He had on a huge, elaborate mask, a black full body leotard and carried a wooden staff.
     Bruce sent me a look that pretty much said what did you get me into! He leaned towards me and whispered, "Who is that?" I shrugged. I had a feeling we'd find out soon enough. Oh boy.

     That was our introduction to Henry. Once his mask came off we learned he and David were on board to celebrate David's 80th birthday. David asked Henry why he didn't wear his tux. I thought his answer made a lot of sense, "I didn't carry this mask all the way from Seattle to leave it packed away."
      I wondered if I needed to rethink the open seating decision then I remembered what hakuna matata stands for....no worries. Besides we only have 49 more dinners to go. How bad could it be?