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It only took 10 minutes right before dinner-time to ramp up. Being down in the lab on watch, I couldn’t feel it starting until I made it to the galley. It was there in the mess that I experienced it’s full force. Hanging spoons swayed from side to side, water glasses sloshed from brim to brim and crew members tumbled from wall to wall. Yes, you may have guessed it. Perhaps Ursula the Sea Witch is having a bad day, but in the snap of a tentacle, the seas are once again rolling something fierce.
Since Andy filled you in on our workouts (which are dangerously impossible in this weather), I get to avoid sounding like a meathead and instead I get to tell you all a little story about my encounter with the sea gods during our last bout of rough seas.
I had been tossing and turning all night. Each moment I would find myself on the brink of comfort, and then BAM. My head would be snapped to one side with the force of the swaying ship, and this movement would be coupled with a loud noise of god-knows-what falling off a shelf or sliding across our bedroom floor. As 7 am rolled around and I was still doing the same, I decided this would be a great opportunity to get up for breakfast. Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day, but I am never awake at 7 am for the fresh fluffy pancakes or scrambled eggs. After a delightful meal I went to the theater room and searched for some dumb feel good movie since I didn’t feel too good but wanted to. I was elated when after scouring the many cabinets and piles of dvds I found “No Reservations”. A perfect, cheesy, romcom. Just what I was in the mood for. I jumped to my feet, dvd in hand, already in motion back towards my bunk. In a ship full of men, these typically “female movies” are hard to come by. The day was finally looking up.
But then, quite to my dismay, I opened the case. Empty. I spent the next 10 minutes searching for the dvd. No dice. Reluctantly I selected an alternative flick called, “Happy Go Lucky” because the title seemed to be exactly what I was looking for.
BLAH. It was a terrible British film that really had no plot. At the very least it could follow the cheesy romance plots like US movies. Plus the male lead had terrible teeth. But turns out, the sea gods had it all worked out for me and I didn’t even realize it. “Happy Go Lucky” turned out to be just what I needed to get some shut eye.
FINALLY, at 9:30am, I fell asleep for the first time all night. Of course my alarm went off at 10am, but that’s beside the point!
Hopefully tonight’s rough seas will be more bearable than those previous. But if not, I will gladly lend out “Happy Go Lucky” to anyone who is having trouble sleeping.