I’m bored with reading for class, so I thought I’d share some of my musings to those who’ve never been on a floating university.
Did you know that there’s not a lot of water actually kept on the ship? They have a reverse osmosis machine on the ship to get us water to shower with and drink and put in the pool and stuff. Pretty cool. It also means the water tastes like chlorine most of the time, so I tend to stick with juice.
Ships apparently also have a tendency to rust, like anything else out at sea. So at any time of the day you can hear tapping and sanding as the rust is picked of and sanded down. It’s kind of annoying, but you get used to the banging in the middle of class.
Professors live 2 floors above me on the ship. So it’s not weird to see them sitting at lunch across from you or standing behind you in line. It worked out in our favor last night that we knew a bunch of faculty and staff for the scavenger hunt. We didn’t win, but we did have a lot of fun.
I have a steward. His name is Georges or something close to that and he’s really nice. He makes
our beds, takes out the trash, cleans the bathroom, and brings us fresh towels every day. He also picked up our laundry last night. It’s expensive, $5 a bag, but they only do it every week and a half or so I think. It’s weird though, having someone else make my bed. I automatically sort of make it when I wake up, but then he comes and fixes it all up really pretty. It’s kind of weird, we had cleaning people in the freshman dorms that’d clean the bathrooms and stuff, but that was only for the public areas. I don’t even think my mom ever made my bed. I’m not sure I can get used to someone doing that.
It’s also weird to be at lunch and have someone come over and take away your dirty dishes. There’s no dishwasher you take them to like at normal college. The servers come take it all away, and bring around drinks and desserts if you want. I suppose I should be used to it because that’s what I did all summer at the RLA, but still, I’m not used to being waited on.
My body has absolutely no idea what time zone it’s on. Since arriving on the ship, I’ve been through Pacific time, Alaskan time, and presently Hawaiian time. According to the dean, we’ll be passing through 23 time zones during our voyage. Basically that means turning the clocks back almost every other day while at sea. We will in effect have no September 7th, because we’ll be crossing the International Date Line that day and skip it. Weird. So, if you have a birthday on the 7th, Happy Birthday in advance, cause I’ll be missing it!


