Day 32
Holy crap, I have made it 30 days.
It's been a month and I have been to five different countries and eleven cities. All of that in a month!
And I have still got camel riding, a safari, piranha fishing, and wild monkeys ahead of me. The best is yet to come.
In my travel writing class today we talked about our experiences in Ireland and during our field lab. We all agreed that Theo Dorgan, the guy who conducted our workshop, was an arrogant jerk but was awesome. I searched him on Wikipedia and he had his own page. He is a really well known writer. It was pretty cool that we got to have a workshop from him
We had a life boat drill today. We have to have them once a month. We had to put on hats and wear long pants and sleeves and rock our life vests for about a half hour while we all stood at our muster stations. It was pretty non thrilling.
The whole day was pretty non-thrilling. They usually are. My dad gave me the idea to write a day in the life post and talk about what a day at sea would be like. Which I guess none of you know about so that would be pretty interesting. When we were in our writing workshop Theo told us about a book that he wrote about sailing. It was written as a travel writing book from his point of view but dumbed himself down a little in the book so that he could talk about what living on a sail boat for an extended period of time was like. The average reader has never been on a sail boat and so doesn't know how you cook or how you sleep or what you do at night.
I guess it is true that none of you know what a day on the ship is like.
For example, right now I am sitting adjacent to the piano lounge on a really comfy couch typing this while Molly lays next to me reading. There is a group playing cards, and another group who have been intently staring at one computer screen for far too long. There used to be significantly more people but snack time just started so that is where they all are.
But I will tell you more about life on the ship tomorrow. I can feel myself fading. I am so grateful that I built my schedule so that one class day I don't have class until 12:50. Some people have to get up for an 8 am both days so they literally never get a break. I could not handle that. Sleep is my friend.
Unfortunately, tomorrow is my early day, which means I make it to breakfast and then have class back to back until 12:05.
To me, sea time is recovery time. And reflection time. I have been reflecting all day, I wrote all of my blogs in one go. So now it is time for rest. I woke up this morning with a sore throat and I absolutely refuse to be sick. That can not happen.
Water, cough drops, cold meds, and bed!
