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The ship, which seemed like an enormous and impossible maze the first few days, has condensed down to a familiar city. We simulate reality. We simulate “going out to eat,” “shopping,” “going to the movies.” Most recently we simulated “physical competition.”
Today was the “Sea Olympics,” a half-day event that we spent “many minutes” preparing for, to quote our opening ceremonies speaker, our much beloved Dr. Bill. The events were things like basketball and volleyball also relays of many kinds, synchronized swimming, crab soccer, tug-o-war, and half a dozen others. We were split up by “seas,” which is the equivalent of the name of a dorm. Mine is called the Baltic Sea, and our next-door neighbors are the Caribbean and the Aegean. We ended up in third place overall, which we were very pleased with as there were 10 groups competing. The faculty and staff group was called the “Lunacy” which I thought was pretty funny. In years past they have been called the “Dead Sea.” My voice is gone from screaming chants all day but I couldn’t be happier. We had a barbeque up on the pool deck to celebrate. The winners (the Red Sea) get to disembark in San Diego first. We will disembark third.
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| our banner |
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| opening ceremonies |
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| syncro |
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| we won |
We just passed the 3-week mark and the closest land to us right now is Liberia. See you after Africa!
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