First impressions of my classmates are generally all positive. We met today for the first time as a full group, and everyone is pretty likable. Every person brings a very unique personality, background and skill set to the table, and so far, everyone has been very laid back while simultaneously focused. My classmates are all here to learn, and it’s a very refreshing atmosphere. As an undergrad, I my classmates were often fiercely competitive, and the ones that weren’t just considered the whole class thing to be a bother. The attitude of any given class in general was normally negative, and some professors, quite frankly, didn’t seem to give a shit about the students. A student posing a question in class would often be greeted with a chorus of groans from the rest of the class, as a question would simply prolong the class that most didn’t want to attend anyway. Here, the two professors that instructed the first class have already memorized most of the names of the people in the class, are extremely approachable, and are likely to join us for a drink after dinner.
I generally like to fall asleep to some sort of white noise, but the ship brings it to a whole new level. My room is situated to the aft of the ship, and as such, it tends to vibrate because of the proximity to the engines. The gentle hum of the engines, combined with the vibration and the sway of the ship, in total darkness, creates an… interesting experience. I tossed and turned a few times, but I managed to get a solid seven hours of rest. Since we’re traveling across the Atlantic, we’re operating at 23 hour days as we pass through different time zones. Suffice to say, my biological clock is confused.
The seas haven’t been rough, and it’s been a pleasant temperature outside during the day, albeit a little chilly at night. I don’t think I get seasick, though at times I’ve been a tiny little bit queasy. I’m still discovering places I haven’t seen on this ship; it’s so big. I’m not sure what I’m going to do tonight; there’s a black and white formal dinner at my restaurant, but I don’t have black dress pants, and I’m not about to rent a pair at 50USD a night to have dinner when there are other options available. I think I’ll go sit in a hot tub at the back of the ship, watch the sunset and sip on a basil and ginger Collins.
