"Never Stop Clapping!"
Atrium Lounge
Norwegian Pearl
July 3, 2010
Imagine my surprise, after disappearing to the men's room for five minutes, to come back to this madness: the waiter in the Pearl's atrium bar, whom the entertainer Tino kept calling "Choco-latte" (though it turns out that isn't his name) was leading the crowd in a cha-cha while balancing a tray with a drink on it and chanting, "Never stop clapping! Never stop clapping!"
Well, that was enough to make us regulars.
The next night, during a lull in dinner at the Summer Palace, I found myself musing, "I hope we see Cocoa tonight."
We were back every evening, sometimes dancing, sometimes taking in the late-night movie, usually falling asleep around midnight on the couches.
Choco-latte (or Cocoa) turned out to be from Honduras and he goes home for 3 months every year. He was 2 weeks from furlough, which may have accounted for some of his enthusiasm.
