Belize City, Belize – So having not slept for more than 1 hour total (and with the fact that that hour was the one that we went back, I technically I feel asleep at 2am and woke up again at 2am, meaning it was basically like I’d been awake all night), I got up, took a shower, had breakfast and made my way to the onboard Mandara Spa for my 8am hair cut.
I knew it was going to be a bit more expensive than my usual Pogi the engine motor repair man 3am $10 cut in the stairwell do, but with Pogi having signed off a few weeks ago, I was limited in my options and at least my stylist would hopefully have actual proper hair cutting scissors, not a pair of kids paper scissors, with which to perform the task.
I’d tried to convince Keith, the deck and engine guy, who’s swiftly filled Pogi’s non slip safety shoes, to give me a trim, but he insisted that he could only do boy hair. I reasoned that Pogi couldn’t even cut boys hair, and that that never let it stop him, but Keith declined, maybe fearful that I’d have a hissy fit if I didn’t leave looking like Marilyn Monroe, or maybe he just couldn’t get his hands on any rounded end kids play scissors.
This left the fate of my long locks in the hands of Seth, the South African guy who’s been onboard less than three weeks. I was a bit skeptical that this might be the sum total of his trimming experience and that this dude too was also an amateur, but he reassured me when he told me that this was his second contact, meaning that he had at least 9 months cutting practice. Unless he’d previously worked onboard as a sushi chef or a pizzarolo…
The view from the panoramic windows on deck 11 were spectacular and I watched as we anchored and sent the first little ships to shore. The day was beautiful and I soon looked back in the mirror to find most of my hair in my lap and on the floor, and that my long locks had shrunk considerably, to a sassy shoulder length style.
It instantly looked better, but then again you pay for what you get and I was alarmed when it set me back $50, I guess I was paying for the view and the sharp scissors too!
I couldn’t get more than about 30 minutes sleep before training, which ended up lasting the best part of 3 hours!! It was about personal protective equipment. Having spent too many years riding and falling off racehorses, I know all about PPE, but working in a casino, a sweater and an electric blanket when sent to BJ14, plus a life jacket for boat drill, are all that are really required. Unless you count condoms as PPE that is…
There was no time to sleep before work and I was surprised how untired I was when I finished many hours later. I wish the same could be said about me this morning, as it’s boat drill, Captain’s meeting and casino meeting. Sometimes the fun never stops around here!