Travel
When I disembarked from the ship it was around 11:30-12:00 Wednesday morning/afternoon. I took a taxi to the airport and then a shuttle to a commuter’s airport since I was going to LA. At this small airport every 30 minutes was a flight to LA. My flight wasn’t until 9:25pm. I had more than 8 hours of sitting on my butt. Luckily the terminal had free wifi, so I got some fb stuff done and chat with a few people on the ship. I did run into another person leaving the ship at the same terminal, so that was nice to sit and talk with him. He was heading home to Ukraine. Talk about a long flight plan.
First plane I took was only 25 minutes flight to La. Had about 1 hour layover and then another flight to Miami. This one was overnight on a 747. By the way, American Airlines sucks. The plane was so cold AND they didn’t even have blankets for us. WTF? I sat in the emergency exit row, which is fine, that has extra room. The guy in the same row as me kept complaining about everything. He even complained when his wife wanted to rest her head on his shoulder. Really? So I barely got sleep between this guy and the coldness, which I didn’t think to keep my hoodie out of my suitcase for the ride. Finally in Miami and I have to wait about 3 hours for my flight. No free internet..boo on them. I really didn’t do much sitting there, just waited. By this time I am getting pretty exhausted. Finally its my time to get on the plane. Thankfully the guy next to me moved across the aisle since no one was sitting there, to give us both more room. I tried to get some sleep, but didn’t get much on the 55-minute flight to Freeport, Bahamas.
Landed in Freeport and headed to get my bags. I am not sure if it is just because I am a girl or that I was looking pretty rough, but I had a few guys ask if they could help me. I was doing okay by myself, but I thanked them for the offer. Got outside for a taxi and it turns out there is a car waiting for a person on my flight that is going to the ship. So the guy says he can take me too. I think he was part of a service because he never said anything about money for the ride. He was also a big help when we got to the ship with my heavy bags. Note for next contract- take less stuff.
After 2 guys come down to help me with my bags, one of the dock workers come over and tell us he is going to help me. They take my bags and put them on a life to the ship so we didn’t have to drag them up 5 flights of stairs. That is almost not an exaggeration of how high we have to go up the stairs.
I get checked in and my new manager comes to get me and take me to my room. She is from Edinburgh, Scotland. So I think we will get along well. We go get lunch and then I head back to the room to unpack , take a shower (I really stink lol), and take a nap.
After a bit I get up and my manager comes to get me so she can show me where we eat dinner. Then, to the lab for an orientation and to look at my camera. We have a small meeting with the team, which is just 4 of us and then she and I go over some standards for event shooting.
I get my new id card and then we head out ashore for a beer and some pizza. It has been a long couple of days and I am feeling like everything is going to work out just fine here. My manager is super excited we are going to be going to her home city, in addition to all the other ones we will be hitting. We have very few sea days, which I am looking forward to even though it might be a little crazy at times.
And some pictures of the ship in dry dock. Oh! And I have the bottom bunk this time since my roommate will be joining n Ft. Lauderdale.
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