This
morning I wasn’t woken up by crashing waves, or by a beautiful port outside our
window. Rather, I was woken up at
7am by a hoard of people dressed in togas and banging drums and pots and pans
outside of our rooms! This was our
wake up call for Neptune Day.
Neptune day is where you cross the equator and it’s a tradition to do
crazy things like shave your head the first time you ever cross the
equator. Don’t worry I ddin’t
shave my head, but I did take part in the rest of the Neptune day
activities. We threw on our
rattiest bathingsuits and clothes and headed up to the pool deck to see what
the deal was. All of the crew was
dressed in togas and was carrying spears or shields or razors or drums or other
weird things. At the back of the
parade of the toga clad crew was our executive dean wearing nothing but a hula
skirt and a crown! Not to mention
he was also covered from head to toe in green paint. After our dean-turned-grinch sat down on his “throne” we all
lined up on the side of the pool so we could have “fish guts” poured on
us. I know whatever it was they
dumped on us wasn’t exactly real fish guts, but whatever the mystery liquid was
it wasn’t too pleasant. After
being slimed Nickelodeon style we jumped in the crowded pool to rinse off. Next we had to kiss a fish, yes an
actually fish on the mouth. I tried
to just blow in its face like we do when we go fishing at home, but they were
going to have none of that and made me give nemo a big smooth on the
smackers. We then had to kiss Dean
Neptune’s giant ring and I cant wait to see what sickness we will all contract
within the next few days. The rest
of the morning and afternoon we watched as people lined up to get their heads
shaved! Even a few girls actually
shaved their heads. If I were a
guy I would have done it in a heart beat, but although I would do anything to
get rid of my afro/lion’s mane on the top of my head, there is no way I could
ever shave it all off (mainly because my hair would probably break the
razor). If the morning wasn’t
already fun enough, we walked into the lunchroom I almost didn’t recognize the
heavenly smell of greasy ground beef, beans, seasoned rice, and avocados. Yes it was our first taco day! Literally the greatest day so far. I did learn one lesson from taco day…
More than 4 tacos might be doable on solid ground but considering the fact that
we are constantly rocking, you might want to at least try to exercise some kind
of self-control before inhaling the entire buffet.
“The greatest thing in this world
is not so much where we are, but in what direction we are moving.”
– O.W. Holmes
Swak3 Well I am sorry to say I am just catching up with your blog.Sounds like you are traveling at a speed in which I am not accustomed,but you are handling very well:)I love th epictures and all your descriptions as it makes me feel like I am there with you getting slimed or chasing basketballs .I totally could feel the ship rocking which is not a good thing(haha).You look great ,thank goodness you didn't shave your beautiful hair,I would have personally shot you on your return,at which time you probably would have had another full head of hair but maybe straight this time:)Glad you are seeing the world and sharing it with us all through your eyes.We miss you,more than you know.Glad you don't have time to get homesick with your busy schedule,classes and trying to keep from being seasick!!!I will email you!cannot not wait to read more.Oh the I love the staue I am sure in person it is even more impressive:)xoxo
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