Mika spotted alive in Quebec!
As part of the perks, as a cruise employee, I am allowed to have blood-relative guests for reduced rates.
This means I work ten hours a day and spend an additional few hours with family during their visit, leading to fond memories... without any documentation due to time constraints.
Stories coming.... sometime...
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Saturday, September 17, 2005
My Bedroom Window
I woke up this morning, and looked out my window.
And saw a concord jet, not in the sky but just 100 feet away. Just sitting there.
Behind the concord, was a legion of helicopters. Big ones, small ones, fat ones, white ones, black ones, green ones.
For the average person, waking and looking out the bedroom window to see a bunch of aircraft, that had not been there the night before, would be an surprising sight.
It is weird sight, when you are used to seeing ocean, but not an odd one.
It is one of the fantastic aspects of my life. I get up every morning, and with excitement, opening my curtains to a sight I have never seen before.
Today, it was an aircraft carrier:
(The Intrepid, New York City)
And saw a concord jet, not in the sky but just 100 feet away. Just sitting there.
Behind the concord, was a legion of helicopters. Big ones, small ones, fat ones, white ones, black ones, green ones.
For the average person, waking and looking out the bedroom window to see a bunch of aircraft, that had not been there the night before, would be an surprising sight.
It is weird sight, when you are used to seeing ocean, but not an odd one.
It is one of the fantastic aspects of my life. I get up every morning, and with excitement, opening my curtains to a sight I have never seen before.
Today, it was an aircraft carrier:
(The Intrepid, New York City)
Monday, September 12, 2005
Lerwick, Scotland
A charming, foggy, island, outpost,
With a flower box of cheerful brilliant orange.
With a flower box of cheerful brilliant orange.
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Check That One Off The List
Under the category of awesome:
A dark sky, the glint of stars peak through the unseen clouds…
Born to the north, a faint hint of warmth, a budding mild glow, emerges raining light, natures fireworks, a green luminescence amidst a dark sky, mystical clouds drifting by.
The color, the candor, the blue of a fading sunset high in the sky, as if peaking out from behind the black velvets curtains of night… just a patch of fading daylight god forgot to wipe from the slate of the heavens.
A drifting cloud, like a slow painter’s stroke, a mystical leafy green faded by early morning spring fog, across the ethereal. Painted over with another stroke, this time darkness.
The captain called to alert me to the starboard side.
There is much to be said, for standing on the bridge of a huge ship, lit only by the glow of radar screens, in the north Atlantic…
Watching the northern lights.
A dark sky, the glint of stars peak through the unseen clouds…
Born to the north, a faint hint of warmth, a budding mild glow, emerges raining light, natures fireworks, a green luminescence amidst a dark sky, mystical clouds drifting by.
The color, the candor, the blue of a fading sunset high in the sky, as if peaking out from behind the black velvets curtains of night… just a patch of fading daylight god forgot to wipe from the slate of the heavens.
A drifting cloud, like a slow painter’s stroke, a mystical leafy green faded by early morning spring fog, across the ethereal. Painted over with another stroke, this time darkness.
The captain called to alert me to the starboard side.
There is much to be said, for standing on the bridge of a huge ship, lit only by the glow of radar screens, in the north Atlantic…
Watching the northern lights.
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