How puzzling all these changes are!
How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be from one minute to another - Alice
Working on a ship, every time zone change that gives back an hour is a reason (obligation) to party. The parties here are completely bizarre, it's actually a little like being at boomtown festival, for anyone who's not been it's this little festival that builds all these stages and places to dance and drink in and some of them are tiny rooms and others are much bigger but with a twist like a concealed entrance so you think you're going somewhere smaller. I remember being at boomtown festival and walking past an unassuming caravan, it looked completely normal but then I saw 50 people piling out of it so I went through the door for a closer look, and it turns out the caravan was an entrance, they had put it on top of a hill and when you walked through the entrance led you down a tunnel into a huge room with a bone chandelier and cave girls dancing in bone cages.
Here on the ship there's lots of little parties like that which crop up.. sometimes you'll walk past a cupboard and hear karaoke blasting out of it and have to look twice. Yesterday's parties were a little like that, the first one I got invited to was on the Mooring deck, it felt a little like Alice in wonderland meets Dr who because again I opened a door which I was expecting to lead to a small office but instead it lead to a huge open floor space with chains thicker than my waist and ropes as thick as my neck, it felt like the room had been scaled up and I had been scaled down standing next to the anchor. Then the next party I was invited to was in the upholstery workshop, approaching the door I could hear several voices doing Karaoke and several more just chatting so I assumed it was another deceptively big space, instead it was a tiny space rammed with people. All in all a great night full of surprises, they even got me singing karaoke haha. As we are approaching dry dock the parties are getting bigger, we are saying goodbye to venues and to entire casts of people which is pretty sad, this is definitely one of the hardest things to get used to on ships, soaring highs, bonding with tons of people then saying goodbye, which honestly I was never any good at.
Working on a ship, every time zone change that gives back an hour is a reason (obligation) to party. The parties here are completely bizarre, it's actually a little like being at boomtown festival, for anyone who's not been it's this little festival that builds all these stages and places to dance and drink in and some of them are tiny rooms and others are much bigger but with a twist like a concealed entrance so you think you're going somewhere smaller. I remember being at boomtown festival and walking past an unassuming caravan, it looked completely normal but then I saw 50 people piling out of it so I went through the door for a closer look, and it turns out the caravan was an entrance, they had put it on top of a hill and when you walked through the entrance led you down a tunnel into a huge room with a bone chandelier and cave girls dancing in bone cages.
Here on the ship there's lots of little parties like that which crop up.. sometimes you'll walk past a cupboard and hear karaoke blasting out of it and have to look twice. Yesterday's parties were a little like that, the first one I got invited to was on the Mooring deck, it felt a little like Alice in wonderland meets Dr who because again I opened a door which I was expecting to lead to a small office but instead it lead to a huge open floor space with chains thicker than my waist and ropes as thick as my neck, it felt like the room had been scaled up and I had been scaled down standing next to the anchor. Then the next party I was invited to was in the upholstery workshop, approaching the door I could hear several voices doing Karaoke and several more just chatting so I assumed it was another deceptively big space, instead it was a tiny space rammed with people. All in all a great night full of surprises, they even got me singing karaoke haha. As we are approaching dry dock the parties are getting bigger, we are saying goodbye to venues and to entire casts of people which is pretty sad, this is definitely one of the hardest things to get used to on ships, soaring highs, bonding with tons of people then saying goodbye, which honestly I was never any good at.
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