Leaning and Rocking

So this is the first full day everyone will be on the ship while it is moving. And things have changed since we left dry land. No longer does our cabin window show the dock and Bay Street behind it, but rather a beautiful, passing, yet turbulent ocean going by us. Such is life, but that's why I'm here, right? But the other changes around us, while certainly not as big as the Atlantic, are clear and noticeable.

Compared to how calm it was right after we left port, the water the MV Explorer has been more rocky. Not quite the scissor lift in 30-60, but everybody is swaying back and forth much more than normal. Most people I've seen are taking in stride, but probably 30 minutes ago I saw some poor girl leap to the side of a trash can in order to puke. The leap was impressive; the reason was saddening. As for me, I'm taking Bonine everyday at about 1600-1700 hours- even if I do acquire full sea legs, I'd rather be safe than sorry.

We spent the entire day today sitting in the Union Room listening to deans essentially go over the entire Voyager's Handbook. It essentially was taking all the boring parts of the first two weeks of freshman year and stuffing them down our throat for maybe six hours, with breaks. It was absolute torture to stay awake. As we were cradled by the waves and serenaded with boring warning jargon, peoples eyes got heavier and heavier. Many succumbed to it all and fell asleep.

But now it's dinner time, and I'm hungry. Hopefully I'll play basketball later, maybe.

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