It's the 4th full day at sea. We have sailed 1,370 miles and have 1,200 left before reaching Cadiz, Spain. Today is the 3rd day of class and it’s all splendid. The M.V Explorer is an everybody ship (ship, not boat. voyage, not cruise). Constantly wandering around this floating university, I'm in surreal mode, still adjusting to the fact that this is my real life. I'm aboard a ship. I'm sailing around the world. This ship already feels like home, and all these crazy people I'm with, they are family. 550 students running around, 20 lifelong learners (elderly people sailing with us and taking classes for fun), an incredible faculty, an amazing crew, and 15 little kids (sons and daughters of professors)- the M.V Explorer is a real functioning family. It's magical. I suppose I stepped through Platform nine and three quarters. Am I in Hogwartz? Dumbledore is Captain Jeremy, and The Ministry of Magic is the Institute of Shipboard Education. Yes, it’s that magical.
We lose hours every night and constantly adjust our clocks. It's difficult, however, I don't pay much attention to time. It’s raining today for the first time so everyone is inside. I'm currently sitting by the piano bar (yes, piano bar) gazing out the window at the waves. The ship is rocky. I didn’t think I would feel the ocean this much, I was wrong. I'm constantly swaying. No seasickness yet, but it could happen as we move towards rougher seas. Yesterday was like living on a seesaw. Our campus shifted back and forth over the waves, and some kid fell out of his chair in class. Think it's hard to pay attention in America? Try focusing on a teacher when all the heads in class are rocking like a slow motion Metallica concert. I daze out the window, watching the horizon line disappear and reappear into focus. Up and down the Explorer goes. Am I going to vomit?
My swaying elliptical yesterday took working out to an entirely knew level. Looking out the window as the ship rocked back and forth, I man handled my machine so I wouldn't fall. Ragtime music played on my iPod as I rode away, like a Disney ride. At night everyone hangs. Cards, board games, it's summer camp for college. "Spoons" has grown to all intensity with groups of 25 people. We eventually changed it to “forks,” which resulted in unfortunate battle scars.
Sources of communication on the ship are limited to face to face. I'll meet someone who I really like, but then lose them and not see them for a couple of days. Where do they go? I wonder around looking for people I know, meeting new people who are doing the same thing. Some had the genius idea of bringing walky talkies. This makes for a fun game. Right now the ship seems enormous, but I have a sneaky little feeling that will change.
Anyways, back to homework. Hopefully this window doesn't distract me too much. Dolphins are swimming by. :)