Alright, so life on the ship…

…is not that sweet. I’m definitely having fun, but I’m going to keep it real and tell you that it’s not just like being on a cruise. First of all, we can start with my room. Imagine your freshman dorm room. Now, cut it in half. Take out all the windows. Throw in some left over casino floor carpet and a few life jackets and you’ve got my cabin. And, yeah, I definitely share this tiny spot with the tallest guy in the cast. Awesome. Whatever, I make due.

Next up, the food; Pretty decent. Since something like 80% of the crew is Filipino, there is rice at every meal. And seriously, they eat mountains of the stuff. It’s definitely breakfast time and you can look around and just see piles of plain old white rice on these guys’ plates; it’s crazy. But there is always something for me to eat that won’t kill me, which is basically all I really care about. No Gluten, No Problem.

The social life on the ship is pretty stagnant. We have 1 bar. It’s called the Skäl Bar, and no one has any idea what the name means. This place is a cave. It’s dark, overcrowded with chairs since it doubles as a training room during the day, and CHEAP. A crazy night won’t cost you much more than 10 bucks. It’s a fun time, but it gets old.

The fun times, for me, usually happen just hanging out in the mess hall or when we venture up into guest areas. However, going up and mingling with the guests can be exhausting because we have to follow all sorts of crazy rules and the guests always want to come up and talk to the cast. It’s kind of like being a celebrity but with none of the perks…just the annoying fans. But I’m a pretty self-sufficient person and I’m very easily entertained. I’ve spent a lot of time reading and going to the gym, both of which are a lot easier to do here than at home.

I just went back and read all that…

Just to be clear, I am having a lot of fun right now. It’s just really fun to be a bit cynical in all these descriptions.

Enough. More later.
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