Day 2

Oh nothing beats the gentle rocking of the ship to lull you to sleep. Kind of like being in the womb. Considering the size of the cabin, its not too far from the truth!

Linens, and uniforms were issued yesterday. So I made my bed (top bunk, YEAH!) and stashed my stuff in my closet (smallish) 1 drawer (decent size) cosmetic drawer (micro) and medicine cabinet (miniscule). Surprisingly, all my stuff fit just fine with gobs of room to spare. My roomies on the other hand . . . they're gonna hate me. I threw one girls luggage out of my closet and pitched it near the front door. I hauled out 379 hangers, and took them to recycling. Soon, I'm going to conduct a little "spring cleaning".

The bathroom is so tiny!! I took a shower but needed to shave my legs. So, I just decided to plant my tush in the sink and prop my legs on the shower wall thereby creating a Lisa Bridge over the toilet in order to shave my legs. I still had to bend my knees to accomplish the task.

Hierarchy is VERY VERY VERY important here. Why do I forget this? Why do the more important ones feel the need to remind me they are more important than I? Anyway, last night at the Safety Training course, we were shown a schematic chart explaining the course of action in case of emergency, who does what. There are 1100 crew members, each one listed in importance and expectations in case of emergency:

• #1 THE CAPTAIN BUZ (more about him later...)
• #944 Asst Cook Lisa: here's what I'm to do: GET YOUR ASS TO MUSTER A1 and wait for more instructions, shut up and line yourselves up, 5 deep, tall to short!!!!!!

I was told to memorize my number. I guess that's incase I get to thinking too highly of myself.

Anyhow, lunch is in 10 minutes! Somebody had made a lentil bean concoction that was SCREAMING delicious! I hope it makes the buffet line today. Tomorrow I swear I'm gonna workout.