Getting out

Jamie felt many eyes glued to him intimidatingly as he climbed the stairs and weaved through the corridors back to the main deck of the boat. At the same time though he felt he couldn’t blame them because he was doing a little staring of his own - noticing about half the guys he passed kicking back wearing whatever they liked looking casual, relaxed and happy. The other half were dressed fairly similarly to the way the letter instructed Jamie to dress.

Jamie couldn’t help but find the whole thing a little strange and uncomfortable so he decided not to look any more and just make a bee-line to reception to plead his case and end this calamitous vacation.