Went to bed and about 3 in the morning my stomach went crazy. Was Pinnacle trying to kill me? I was in no shape to go on a tour and tried to cancel but when I mentioned my stomach they told me I needed to go to medical.
Having had dinner a couple of nights with the good doctor, Ludmilla, I figured no problem, she'd give me a pass and I could get a refund only tour. No such luck. They isolated me in my room for 24 hours. That evening there's a knock on my door. A uniformed officer asked if they could clean my room. In walks two of the room stewards with masks and gloves hands to clean. My bed was stripped put in plastic bags and hauled out. It was hilarious! You'd think I had the plague. Same thing next day.
Finally I was released from my prison to stop more pots and create havoc on the ship!
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