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What’s This Thing They Call Life?

In a few more hours almost everyone I know on this ship will depart. Friends come and go on cruise ships like passing clouds in the sky. You meet people exchange contact information but in reality the odds of ever seeing that person again is very slim. The more likely scenario they become another friend on your facebook profile. And maybe on days when you’re at home feeling alone or bored surfing the internet you’ll see what they’ve been up to with their lives and reflect upon the past.

The closer I get to leaving, I feel myself becoming more detached. I’m excited to be going home soon, but at the same time I can’t help but feel a certain degree of sadness. I will miss the people I’ve gotten to know. I will miss the craziness of a particular South African girl who did an adequate job messing with my head. If she’s reading this blog I’m sure she knows what I’m talking about. Shame on you.

I decided to work on a cruise ship with the idea that I could live a lifestyle just like Ernest Hemingway only to be disappointed when that wasn’t the case. No regrets. But hey at least I put myself out there. Sometimes I go to bed and think to myself how the hell did I wind up here. And then I fall asleep and realize how lucky I am to be a participant in this crazy game called LIFE.

The Finishing Line Is In Sight

After almost five months out on sea my time living on board a cruise ship comes closer to an end. Well what to say? For one, the life’s not as luxurious as it sounds but it beats grinding out a typical nine to five job. Almost everyone works seven days a week without a day off except for maybe the entertainers. Fortunately I was lucky to be able to go off and film different tours week on out. On one tour I ventured off on a Catamaran from Antigua in what had to be best experiences of my life. The blistering crystal blue water with small secluded islands relaxed me and left a smile on my face as we sailed through the Atlantic Ocean. Out of the places I’ve been in the Caribbean, the islands just off of Antigua was the closest thing to true paradise. With that said, I can hardly wait to come to home. Even though I had a good experience traveling and seeing the Caribbean I find myself losing focus of the big picture. How much longer will I do this? I’m not sure yet.