Last night the ship was officially put into "Code Red." This happens when a certain percentage of the ship gets symptoms of the Noro Virus and is put in quarantine (it's a very intense virus that causes stomach flu like symptoms where you expel from both ends for three days and supposedly you think you are dying... or you want to die). Either way this virus has gotten to that level on our small ship and that means for all of us crew we have to go around the entire ship (we are all assigned areas to tackle) to do a procedure of super sanitizing every touchable space and surface with the chemical Virox, or super-saning for short. For the past five nights I have been woken up by the sound of what only can be related to a leaf blower equipped crew worker spraying a chemical into our hallway that supposedly kills all the airborn germs in the air. I am not sure what is worse, the virus itself or the fact that I am probably losing a year off the end of my life with all of these chemicals. I might get to the point where I have to start serving drinks in the Lido Cafe (which is the main dining area for the ship) because all self service has been suspended, long red ropes have been put up and no quest is allowed within 3 ft of the food. Sadly, there isn't enough staff to serve all the guests at one time when this happens so I may be up there slinging some food. In the same way, crew is also no longer allowed to dine with guests in fear of us contracting this virus.
I'm not going to lie, this is a rather strange place to be in and I can only relate to this as feeling like a character in one of those zombie movies where if I contract this virus I am quarantined complete with creepy facemasked crew and everything.
Tonight at 11pm will be my first supersan duty and seeing as we will stay in code red until there are no more cases recorded in the infirmary it could be a month or longer of this craziness....oh boy.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Canary Islands, Spain: A Three Day Adventure
MORE PICS TO COME WHEN INTERNET IS BETTER!!!
Day 1, Santa Cruz de Tenerife- I woke up on this Wednesday
morning knowing little about the island nor where everyone else was. I managed to hear from a person at breakfast,
who had been there before, that it was a small island and extremely mountainous with old
jagged volcanoes but the only thing we could do in the time allotted was…
shop. I thought about this and decided
that I was going to set out on an adventure of feeling like a local
instead. I was going to take my computer
and find a small little whole-in-the-wall and drink coffee or a local beer and
read or…merely think. I was going to
blend into the Canary Island of Tenerife itself and no one would notice. I made my way to the shuttle that’s takes you
in to town with my backpack holding my computer and book, I sat down, looked out
the window and just then I heard a very familiar voice “Hey!! Well there’s Candice!!! What are you doing today?! CAN WE COME!?” This happened to be Justin, one of my fellow
cast mates, and his wife, Sam, also a cast mate. It’s not that I don’t like these people, they
are absolutely wonderful people, but I was a little disappointed to be
found. Need I remind you that I work
with these people every day, eat almost every meal with, and these were the two
people I also happen to live NEXT to in a very small living quarters. I can hear their voices through the wall in
idol conversations. Also, how can feel
like a local with two other tourists with you!?
O well, this day was still very pleasant but turned at that moment into a trio of tourists trying to
blend into the island of Tenerife in a café drinking local beers on our
computers. It wasn’t much but well
needed and I am learning that everyday can’t be on full throttle or I won’t
leave my room towards the end of this contract out of sheer exhaustion.
Day 2, Las Palmas de Gran Canaria- This day, however, turned
out to be the shopping day for Tito, Ryan, Chelsea, and I. There was the first mall we had seen since
Tampa…HOW LAME RIGHT?! But when you need
stuff, you need it. After we shopped
until we almost dropped we needed some fresh air and a bite to eat so we found
this very quaint and welcoming café, called Café Lolita, which had only
outdoor seating and seeing as it was such a beautiful evening with the perfect temperature and the sun coming through the windows of buildings. It was truly picture perfect. Also, I completely envy anyone who lives on these islands because of their climate.
Being about 70 miles off the coast of Africa it stays fairly warm and
since it is protected by the water that surrounds it the temperature of the
island stays at around 65-77° F all year round and it rains approximately 5 days
out of the year!! What!? That being said, we enjoyed dining al fresco with a local beer
called Tropical and tapas of potatoes with a curry like sauce and meatballs of a sort (it could have been chicken but not sure). In the same way the bread on these
islands was just so fresh and since I am a carb fiend I was in heaven. After that…we had to go back to the ship.
Day 3, Arrecife on the Isla de Lanzarote- I RODE A CAMEL!! Ok, it wasn’t a camel but the one humped
cousin the dromedary. We heard that
there was the possibility of being able to ride dromedaries in the volcanic
state park on the island and we immediately went into haggle mode and got the
entire roundtrip cab ride and dromedary ride for 21 euros each!!! We started the journey at 9:30am with the 10
min cab ride out to Timanfaya National Park.
I really enjoyed this seemingly mundane ride on a highway in the middle
of the island of Arrecife because I felt like I got to see the inner workings
of the island and how people actually lived. The landscape itself was striking and it looked
like a volcano could have exploded yesterday.
The soil was so black and sandy, there were still very large patched of mangled
black earth where lava flow had scared it, and the groupings of bleached
white houses popped out from the black backdrop.
There were also many vineyards that we passed which made a lot of sense because
the soil was probably extremely rich. Sadly,
this day happened to be one of the 5 days a year where is rained but it wasn’t
a lot thankfully. We finally got to the
dromedaries and there were at least a hundred of them all lined up and ready to go. It was an unbelievable sight. Tito and I were grouped together, it was two people per dromedary, and we happened to
be riding the lead, Inga, who also seemed to be the oldest and
slowest. Right behind us Chelsea and
Ryan seemed to get the angriest dromedary in the bunch who really gave a stink
about not wanting to get up in the first place.
Her name was Helena and as soon as Chelsea sat on one of the chairs saddled to
on either side of Helena the animal started moaning and grunting like she
was a 5 year old not wanting to go to bed.
I couldn’t help but crack up at this and the sheer terror in Chelsea's face in that moment. The strangest feeling had to have been the dromedary getting up with us on it. It
was quite an experience to ride a dromedary through the volcanic scene. Another unforgettable day an riding a camel,
or dromedary really, was a bucket-lister for me. I have a feeling I will be getting quite a
bit of those checked off the list in the coming months.
So tomorrow, I will be helping escort an excursion in Casablanca,
Morocco called “Highlights of Casablanca.”
I can’t believe I will be setting foot in Africa and I really can’t wait
to tell you all about it. Here’s to
setting foot on another continent for the first time!!! Woo hoo!
AS SOON AS THE INTERNET IS BETTER I WILL BE POSTING MORE PICTURES OF THE CANARY ISLANDS!! I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
"Have some Madiera, m'dear?"
One of the many beautiful and unique flowers in Madeira |
Lisbon, Portugal |
All of us strutting in Lisbon, Portugal |
Sitting down for some Paella and Sangria in Lisbon, Portugal |
This man was sitting so still he really did look like a statue of Mozart. His sign also said "If a man treats life artistically, his brain is his heart" |
Lulu, the dog that followed me for a while |
My paella after I ate all the good stuff out of it.:) |
On the other hand, Madeira is now my new favorite place I have been so far. This little island off the coast of Portugal was very special because we walked off the ship at 10:30am and didn't have to be back on the ship until noon the next day! OVER-NIGHT!! Yeah, its been two months and I am already eager to spend a night off the ship. Needless to say, Chelsea, Tito, Ryan, and I were found a hotel room for all four of us for only 50 euros and this hotel was wonderful!! It had a breathtaking view of the coast, an unprecedented view of the ocean until the eye could no longer tell where the sky or the sea met, a wonderful pool, and shower much much bigger than mine on the ship. WHY IS THIS PLACE SO CHEAP?! Well, we had four people and there were two beds the looked like they belonged in a camp for kids. Oh, this is a pretty funny joke...I almost expected the concierge to come up and measure me like I was waiting in line for a roller coaster ride and say I was too tall to partake in enjoying a nice nights rest. We had a great laugh about it and decided that we were all just going to just go with it. At least we all like each other enough:)
This flower was as large as my face (Madeira) |
Flowers in the Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
One of the more challenging hills of the day.:) |
Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
Lizards in the Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
Tito posing in the Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
One of the beautiful designs in the Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
Botanical Garden (Madeira) |
Ryan wanting to get out of the gondola on the way up |
View from the Church of the Monte (Madeira). If you look real close you will see our ship! |
Church of the Monte (Madeira) |
One of the gift shops we had fun in (Madeira) |
View from the gondola...wow!!! |
The famous toboggan rides down the many hills in Madeira. That's right..we did it. |
the toboggan ride!! Wooo! |
Madeira Wine! |
We decided on this little place, the name in which I can’t even pronounce, and they immediately welcomed us with complementary Madeira wine (which I found it tradition there). This wine comes in little glasses and almost is treated like an aperitif. It was as if the wine was caught in b
etween the phases of dessert wine and regular dry wine with a little fruitiness to it. Nobody else liked it so I took on the selfless act of drinking everyone else’s. I didn’t want to be rude:) I also deserved a pat on the back, or maybe the Madeira made me do it, because I ordered something completely different and got the grilled squid. I wasn’t let down! It looked a little scary at first but was delicious. At the end of our meal we were talked into having the dessert of a custard pie with passion fruit on it. (Passion fruit is one of the main fruits of this culture) Sadly, NONE OF US LIKED IT!! The seeds were all around in the custard and resembled watermelon seeds that almost crunched like the sound of stomping on a cockroach in your mouth. NOT OK! However, they made up for it by giving us a shot of poncha, a local traditional drink of passion fruit juice and rum that you shoot at the end of a meal as a digestive. In all, a very good meal and a very good time.
Me at the end of the night.....really ready for my comfy pants! (Madeira) |
I have to come back to this place not because of its beauty or because the people were just so welcoming but because there was almost an appreciation of life here that I haven’t experienced other places…truly an unforgettable time.
"Have some Madiera, m'dear?
It's ever so much nicer than Beer!
Now if it were Gin you'd do wrong to say 'yes'
the Evil gin does is hard to assess...
and, besides, it's inclined to affect my Prowess....
Have some Madiera, m'dear?"
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
RE-POST!! Video: How Rocky the Ship Can Get!
RE-POSTED VIDEO SO IT HOPEFULLY WORKS NOW!
Make sure you watch it until the end...it gets pretty crazy!
Added some still shots from the video just in case it doesn't work.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Not in the Sunny Warmth of the Caribbean Anymore! Cherbourg, France - Brugge, Belgium
Brugge, Belgium |
First of all, life is good. I often have this feeling like I am in exactly the place where I need to be and that feeling right now is really comforting. I’m not going to lie…being on a ship out in some distant ocean, while constantly surrounded by people, can be a lonely existence. However, the outlet of this blog makes me feel like I have all my loved ones with me sharing the experiences as I do. That is a very good thing.
On a completely different note, I am getting ready to look forward to some MEGA waves in the next week. Supposedly the Bay of Biscay (before we get to Lisbon, Portugal) is one of the rockiest places on the high seas and it just so happens there’s a storm there right now. There have been measured 30 ft swells and all this boat has dealt with since I have been on is 3 ft. I can’t even begin to imagine what this would be like. I posted that video of the ship going crazy with 3 ft swells and it already looked like Armageddon was happening. Because of this, we are now staying in port in Dover, England for an extra night to try to avoid this storm but I am told that we are still expecting to feel 8-10 ft swells putting us “on notice” meaning we are supposed to take anything off of the walls and shelves that might fall. I might actually get sea sick, really sea sick, on this one.
Cherbourg, France-
Tito in Cherbourg, France |
It wasn't the cleanliest of place (Cherbourg, France) |
Cherbourg, France |
An outdoor cheese stand!! Yes. |
Seriously fishing for money (Cherbourg, France) |
Justin enjoying his first crepe and a muffin in France |
Cherbourg, France |
We got off this ship in the morning and it was sunny but very cold. Ok, maybe it was moderately cold but coming from the Caribbean it felt like it was the North Pole at a frosty and windy 45° F. This port, to put it in short, was slightly disappointing. The bar was so high from Mt. St. Michelle the day before and this city, while still very charmingly French, was dirty and very routine in a way. All I really did was order a couple crepes with Nutella in French and window shop at a couple places before retreating to the ship to slip into a well needed sugar coma.
Brugge, Belgium-
My breakfast in Blankenburge, Belgium |
You can see me taking a pic in the mirror! |
Yummmmmm |
One of the coolest candy stores we found |
candy fried eggs!!! HA! |
Yep...those are chocolate boobies.... |
Brugge, Belgium |
Brugge, Belgium |
hair barrettes made of different and interesting things...pills, mentos, dried fruit, etc. |
I got off this ship in Blankenburge at around 11am with a large group of crew and had just missed the necessary train to go get to the beautiful city of Brugge. Like a very smart traveler, I didn’t get a chance to eat anything. Being a very hungry woman (which is never a good thing) I looked for anything with protein to eat for breakfast but it seems that the Belgium people live solely off of fries and mayo, pastries, waffles, chocolate, and beer. I thought that at 11 in the morning a pastry would be probably the best choice, stopped in one of the many bakeries in between all the chocolate and candy shops, and found a roll like pastry in the shape of a person and instantly my search for sustenance was over. I just had too. We got on the train directly after that and the day really began.
Brugge, Belgium was like walking into a dream where I should be milking a cow in lederhosen while eating waffles, fantastically Wonka-esk like candy, and rich creamy chocolate. Tidy little chocolate shops seemed to compose 75% of this very clean, historic, and yet modern city and I couldn’t keep my eyes off the old and colorful charm of the buildings surrounding the cobblestone streets. My second item on the list of the day was to find the hidden Chapel of the Precious Blood. It took me almost two hours and many inquiries to track this place down but I finally found this place. I heard that there was a glass with the supposed blood of Jesus Christ on it. I had to see what ever this was! After finally finding the oldest chapel in Brugge, I walk into the ornately decorated jewel toned chapel and sure enough there is a priest just sitting above and intently guarding this glass case. We were able to walk up to it (no pics allowed) and enclosed inside the guarded case was a glass vial that contained what looked like to resemble separated and crystallized blood. Who knows what there is to believe about it but one couldn’t help but feel like I was gazing onto history or something out of the Divinci Code. After that, I needed a beer and we found the perfect place to do it…..the Beer Wall. This was a place that encompassed hundreds of local beers brewed in Belgium. I first had the Belgse Zot beer and it was fantastic and the second beer, Borgogne des Hondres, was mind blowing its almost cider finish to a caramel colored amber brew. Not only were the beers perfect but the bathroom sink in the place was an AQUARIUM!! WHAT?! I’m not used to this.
What a wonderful way to warm up after a day walking around the beautiful yet cold and rainy town of Brugge.
The crew enjoying our Belgium beer at the Beer Wall! |
My first one:) Brugse Zot |
Cheers! |
Me trying to me the saying on the coaster..."Strong, bitter, and Blonde" |
My second beer and my favorite. |
the sink trippy aquarium in the bathroom! |
The ornate and gorgeous Chapel of the Precious Blood |
Chapel of the Precious Blood |
Today in the very windy and rainy Dover, England to pick up some more people and after a few days at sea with some predicted turbulence…. Portugal.:)
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