The Times They are A’Changing
Data collection is almost over (we stop shooting on Wednesday at 6PM, local time), and the general mood is shifting. Almost everybody seems to be having trouble sleeping, leading not so much to grouchiness but a state of mild delirium. Once-stable sleep schedules are unhitched from their moorings to day and night, and everywhere you look, people seem to need a nap. Of course, the return of rougher seas doesn’t help, but the sleep changes began before that.
Furthermore, as we near Dutch Harbor, conversation has turned to dreams of home, of what people will eat first at home, what they’ll do first at home, what special comfort they’ve missed the most. Everyone (particularly the science party, it seems, who are not so used to being at sea as the crew) is anxious for the end, even as we enjoy our time together. The sleepy delirium feeds off of our dreams of home comforts.
One wonderful result of these dreams, however, is that the cooking frenzy is taking off. Kelly baked her mom’s “famous” oatmeal chocolate chip cookies the other day, and this morning I neglected sleep to bake my girlfriend’s delicious scones. Furthermore, rumor has it that, tomorrow, Donna will be boiling/baking bagels, and that there is lox and cream cheese aboard to accompany them. Maybe it’s just the stereotypical American Jew in me, but nothing could make me happier than that!