Stewing on the Lady Loveboat
Trip Start May 04, 2010
21Trip End Ongoing
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Things quickly plummeted from there in what would have to go down as the worst start to employment EVER! I was absolutely and utterly disgraced after my first night out with my new crew mates the following week, which ended with me waking up on the floor of my cabin totally unaware as to what had happened past the 1st vodka & diet coke at the 2nd bar. I only knew that there must have been a whole lot more to account for me hugging the toilet until 8pm that night!
I was mortally humiliated as carpet cleaners were called in and rightfully shunned by my cabin mate, Grant, who didn't talk to me for the next 3 weeks
Still, from the gutter the only way was up, and that was the direction from that point on! My time on-board what I like to call The Lady Loveboat, albeit short lived, will be remembered as one of the most incredible experiences in every way. Definitely one for the grandkids! A unique environment with the 12 of us crew living together, working together, eating together, sleeping together, partying together...absolutely everything T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R! Then the absolute bizarreness of the industry itself - 12 crew on standby 24/7 for 1 man to come and go by private jet enjoying the luxury of 7 star service equating to the guest toilets being cleaned after every single use! And one very special young man on-board who openly admited to owning an epilator! Life was anything from normal, but to quote Edina our Purser (and pseudo mother) on-board, "it was fabulous darling!"
In fact, I have been so emotional about leaving the group of people on the boat that had fast come to feel like family that I couldn't look at these photos, or think about what I was going to write on this blog until now...some 3 weeks later! Sure, there were a few long work days, repetitive tasks, endless mountains of washing and ironing. The skin on my hands did start peeling off from being constantly immersed in Murphy's cleaning product. A toothpick and head torch were part of my daily arsenal. Still, even now, I am finding myself getting a bit teary when I think about and see evidence of the concentration of fun times and laughter in the very short 2 months I was on-board
Beach days in Cape May and The Bahamas, mini golf, go karting, hoola hoops & hippies in Virginia Beach, road trips with the boys to Washington D.C. & North Carolina, yoga & zumba classes at the Norfolk YMCA, countless trips and needless amounts of money spent at the mall in Norfolk, discovery of the best chicken nachos, getting even creepier for Halloween, publicly humiliating (and touching) myself (yet again) singing karaoke, CouchSurfing with Laura...all the while spreading the Lady Loveboat love across every dance floor we graced hip thrusting and "pyramid-ing" our way down the east coast of America from New York to The Bahamas.
It was difficult to say goodbye, and even more difficult to turn down an unexpected offer that came on my second last day in Cuba to return for another 2 months relief work over Christmas/New Year. Did I make the right decision? As good friend on-board told me, there are no right and wrong decisions, just different paths that we take in life. So let's see where the next road will take me...
To the crew (Captain Duncan, Edina, Paul, Brent, Adam, Shaun, Jo, Grant, Attila, Lloyd, Romola, Kallee, Lachie, Matt & Duncan C) - thank you so much for all your love. xxxxxxxxxxxxxx