“You gather the idea that Mauritius was made first, and then heaven, and that heaven was copied after Mauritius.”- Mark Twain
Our next port was supposed to be Mauritius, however our ship ended up having to go off course in order to avoid a typhoon. Sooooooo the day before we were supposed to dock in Mauritius they announced that we were going to have to cut it out of the schedule. I have never seen so many disappointed people in my entire life. Even though our entire trip basically is a vacation (so don’t think I’m complaining), everyone had just finished midterms and so Mauritius was basically like our one day spring break. In addition we were hitting the roughest seas of the entire trip. Instead of Mauritius they set up a big bbq and dance party on the top deck for everyone. We always have pub nights so we thought it was just going to be the same old thing, but for some reason it ended up being so much fun. I think it was partially because everyone was going stir crazy realizing that we weren’t going to get off the boat for another 9 days. They blasted music on the top deck for the first time and when it started pouring down raining everyone ran out in the downpour and was jumping around to Shakira’s Waka Waka. By the looks of it you would have thought everyone was hopelessly drunk. But considering that fact that we are limited to 2 beers at night and no one is allowed to bring alcohol on the boat or been successful in smuggling, it certainly wasn’t alcohol fueling the mayhem. And it wasn’t just the students. The deans were out there doing the dougie and the teachers (most of whom actually were surprisingly intoxicated) could have been mistaken for Beyonce as they were getting down to Single Ladies. When they cut off the music at midnight, instead of heading to the piano bar for my nightly m&m’s and Pringles everyone started singing (actually screaming) their own music. Songs include… “we are not going to Mauritius, NO we aint going to Mauritius. We’re not going to Mauritius anymore” and “na na na na, na na na na hey hey hey goodbye… MAURITIUS.” To cap of the anti-celebration, we moved all our mattresses into my friend’s room for an old-school slumber party watching the Lion King.
Our next port was supposed to be Mauritius, however our ship ended up having to go off course in order to avoid a typhoon. Sooooooo the day before we were supposed to dock in Mauritius they announced that we were going to have to cut it out of the schedule. I have never seen so many disappointed people in my entire life. Even though our entire trip basically is a vacation (so don’t think I’m complaining), everyone had just finished midterms and so Mauritius was basically like our one day spring break. In addition we were hitting the roughest seas of the entire trip. Instead of Mauritius they set up a big bbq and dance party on the top deck for everyone. We always have pub nights so we thought it was just going to be the same old thing, but for some reason it ended up being so much fun. I think it was partially because everyone was going stir crazy realizing that we weren’t going to get off the boat for another 9 days. They blasted music on the top deck for the first time and when it started pouring down raining everyone ran out in the downpour and was jumping around to Shakira’s Waka Waka. By the looks of it you would have thought everyone was hopelessly drunk. But considering that fact that we are limited to 2 beers at night and no one is allowed to bring alcohol on the boat or been successful in smuggling, it certainly wasn’t alcohol fueling the mayhem. And it wasn’t just the students. The deans were out there doing the dougie and the teachers (most of whom actually were surprisingly intoxicated) could have been mistaken for Beyonce as they were getting down to Single Ladies. When they cut off the music at midnight, instead of heading to the piano bar for my nightly m&m’s and Pringles everyone started singing (actually screaming) their own music. Songs include… “we are not going to Mauritius, NO we aint going to Mauritius. We’re not going to Mauritius anymore” and “na na na na, na na na na hey hey hey goodbye… MAURITIUS.” To cap of the anti-celebration, we moved all our mattresses into my friend’s room for an old-school slumber party watching the Lion King.
Two
days later the dean came over the loud speaker and announced that they were
able to work it out to where we could in fact get off the boat in
Mauritius! We were only given 4
hours, which we spent at the beach and exploring the town. Apparently Mauritius was ranked as
having the #1 most beautiful beaches in the world. The beach and the island in general was unbelievable. The mountains were the funkiest/most
abnormal shapes I’ve ever seen and everything was so green. But I’d have to say the coolest part
was getting to swim in the Indian Ocean!
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