At Sea

Feb 12-14
At Sea

Again, we had another long stretch of sea days, which is always good for reading and practicing, meaning I’ve been happy. The second day, however, we were in pretty rough seas. The guitarist, who signed on with me and is brand new to ships, has found out that reading music and the large swells felt in the theater results in him making frequent trips to the bathroom. He ended up missing both shows that night do to his vomiting, a situation I’m certainly not envious of. The unfortunate thing, however, is that this probably means he’ll be sent home. This is bad on two accounts, first, I feel bad for him because it’s his first ship, and second, he’s been my Spanish teacher, so he can’t leave! Unfortunately the ship isn’t likely to put my desire to learn Spanish above having a functioning, dependable guitar player in all weather conditions.
The 14th was spent back in the fjords, and was again missed. I just don’t have much of a desire to dress in my blacks and stand outside looking at scenery I feel like I’ve seen before. Maybe I’ll catch it next time though – we’ll be back in a month or so.
The only other thing that happened was a Valentine’s Day party, during most of which I sat in the adjacent mess and worked on my computer. I stepped into the party for a moment only to find I have no desire to blow out my eardrums listening to terrible music cranked too loud and hang out around fellow crew smelling of body odor and the inevitable intoxication that accompanies any party with free drinks. I returned to my room, slept well, and woke up ready for the next day that was too be spent in Dunedin.