Day 46
The struggling continues. I got confirmation that the 40 people who were quarantined were from our trip. They were throwing up blood, and they quarantined them because they didn’t know if it was something they ate or something they caught.
At lunch time there was absolutely no one. The place was dead, it was like the middle of the night. I think people were only emerging for class. We were all falling asleep in travel writing. All we did was review the journal entires that we were handing in.
Tangent: today we spent most of the day bunkering in the sea off of the Canary Islands. Bunkering basically means to receive fuel. When we were eating lunch we watched the huge cargo ship pull right up next to our boat. We got to have a view of the islands for the entire day.
Tangent over.
After class I went with Cody to find Bryan, the photographer. Cody had an appointment with him, he was going to be his… apprentice, I guess you could say. And I wanted to go look at the star photos. The media lab is located at the back of the Union, through a door that I never thought we were allowed to go through. Apparently we are if we are invited. When we got there there was a note on the door saying that Bryan was out back by the pool, flying a kite.
A kite with a camera attached to it. He was taking aerial photos of the ship and the island. We got back there right as they were taking the kite down. We followed Bryan back to the media lab. The lab is a very tiny room. Three desks with a bunch of computers on them, some filing cabinets and some storage shelves. There was 6 of us in there and it wasn't claustrophobic but there wasn't that much room.
We looked at the pictures that he just took with the kite, we looked at the star photos and watched Bryan edit them. That was a really cool process. I was there for a while, probably about an hour and a half, and I left with a flash drive with awesome pictures of me. Bryan also took a photo of me in Portugal where I am sitting on a railing, looking out over the city and you can see the ship in the background. I am going to upload it to Facebook for the TOMS photo contest.
I don’t remember what did after that. Oh wait, I remember. I went back to my room and laid in my bed and blogged and watched things. Then the phone rang. It was Molly, she had gotten into the Disney College Program. Wahoo! I ran to her room so fast that I forgot to put shoes on and the people that were standing in the hallway were very startled.
We celebrated and then went to the 5th floor dining hall so that she could use the internet in order to do the next steps. There was only one problem, she couldn’t remember her password to log into the Disney site. And the forgot password button did not seem to work.
We sat there for a long time, all the way though dinner.
Funny story: As Rita was in the middle of the evening announcements she was suddenly interrupted by the bing bong sound and the captains voice cut in reminding us not to smoke anywhere while we are fueling. Then the bing bong happened again and Rita came back on and said, "Now we know whose the boss." There was applause and laughing
At about 6:30 I started to be freezing cold. And not just any freezing cold but feel it in your bones freezing cold. And it was not cold in that room. Oh no, this is not good.
By 7:30 Molly was concerned for me. She made me go back to my room and get into bed. I was struggling. A lot. I definitely had a fever and things that were not good coming out of the back end of me. That's gross, I know, but it is true. It would come in waves, which was crazy annoying, and I kept switching from hot to cold. I was dying.
Molly made me email Lori, the nurse practitioner and my shipboard mom. Clinic has scheduled hours that make it seem like it closes at 5:30.
Apparently that is not the case. Because Lori emailed back around 9:30 and said that she just finished with clinic. I guess there are multiple different clinics that go one, like ones for the crew and ones for us, and that is why they have a schedule. But they aren't going to turn people away. Lori had been in there for almost 24 hours straight with just short breaks for lunch and dinner. They had treated over 90 people in 2 days.
I know this because she called me and told me I was being silly thinking there was no clinic and that I definitely have what everyone else has, just not as bad. So I started taking my Cipro, which is what my travel doctor gave me for travelers diarrhea.
I better be better by the morning. This isn't fun.
My roommate brought me tea though. Cause she's the best.
So much struggle.
Some notes:
Bryan's name is spelled Bryan and not Brian. Oops.
The Chris that made the pun in line waiting to get back on the ship in Morocco was a different Chris then the one that was dying. The one that made the pun was the one that I went to the ballet with back in Russia.
I never told you when Cody #2 gave me headphones. It was on the third day, towards the end of the 12 hour bus ride. I had seem him use them the days before and finally became bored enough to ask to borrow them.
Also, I'm very sorry for the amount of spelling, grammatical errors, and just plain fails that litter my posts. As you can tell, they are very long and take me almost 8 hours of writing total to get them all done, I then don't have time to proof read them, nor do I want to have to take the time to proof read them. Also, I write them in my email it it autocorrects very weirdly. So please bare with me, I am trying to fit it all in.
