First day on the job

So, with the previous bandmaster off the ship, today was my first full day working. I had to be ready at 9:30 to escort the piano tuner to the first of threee pianos that needed to be tuned (reminding me that I still haven't had my pinao tuned back home). In the middle of that, I received several phone calls regarding the new trombone player who had to be put in a 4-person cabin since there were no 2-person cabins available. He was, understandably, upset.

The middle of my day was fairly open, including a failed attempt to return some electronics in Barcelona since the store was closed on Sundays (something I probably should have thought to find out).

The evening involved my first tech run and performance for the welcome aboard show, which features a snippet from each of the performers on ship. That went relatively smoothly, apart from one iffy start for one of the singers. All in all, it was a sucessful first day of the job.

The best part, probably, was my cabin move. After seeing that most crew live in 2 or 4 person cabins, I was happy to have my cabin which was the size of about half a dorm room to myself. Now that I've moved into the bandmaster's cabin, however, I'm living in a room about the size of a small hotel room. Minicouch including. Whereas before I couldn't open the bathroom door without hitting the desk, now I have 2 closets, a couch, and room to do situps and pushups without snaking my body around the desk. Oh! I almost forgot that I know have a window! Before, being without a window, the room was equally pitch black without lights on no matter what time of day it was. Now, I can wake up and see sunlight to know that it's morning and not the middle of the night. I'm movin on up, Jeffersons style.