I posted a while ago about how scary I find the sea at night. I just don't like going out at night. Now that I've gone outside during the day, I realize it's not the dark. Whenever I walk out on the deck while the ship is moving, even though I'm hugging the inside rail, I'm very nervous and almost (but not quite) dizzy with fear that I'll fall over. It's not the water so much as the vastness of the water. I worry that the wrong gust of wind or a slip will send me tumbling into the sea. I think it's what vertigo must feel like.
One of the surprises on this ship is that every crew member, from the cruise director down to the dish washer has room stewardss that come into rooms once a day, straighten up a little, vacuum, replace the towels, and make the bed. It may not be that interesting, but it's something I never expected. At this point, I have a little "no service needed" sign I put up about every other day. No need to have my bed made.
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