Published by admin on March 2, 2017

Perhaps You’re Not as Far as You Think

  I’ve been struggling lately. It’s my age-old nemesis of not having enough money. It’s a sad, boring story that has become my life: on auto-repeat. Insert yawn here. (And it was just made worse hearing a good friend tell me how his teenage son is making $2,000/mo., whilst in high school, with an online yard-cleaning…

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Published by admin on November 11, 2016

My Cabin Steward is a Shaman

It’s the little things. Always the little things. I’m been traveling on a ship that has traveled from Germany to Africa and which is now headed to the Caribbean, and I haven’t had to make my bed. Not once. Each morning, I leave my cabin (usually in a semi-wreck state) and when I return later in the…

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Published by admin on October 27, 2016

Stowaways!

Eighteen–and counting. That’s how many countries I’ve visited so far. But is it true? Sure, I’ve traveled through that many countries, but have my feet touched the ground there? No. To really experience a country, my feet have to touch the Earth there in some form or fashion. Which got me thinking: My shoes are the real…

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Published by admin on September 28, 2016

Finding Love in Greece

  Location: Greece Mode of transport: Bus Euros on hand: 150 Status of debit card: Defunct   I’m always in a rush to leave a major city in a foreign country. I’d go so far as to say I despise cities. Everyone is always looking to cheat me. Taxi drivers are evil. The city is…

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Published by admin on September 18, 2016

Life at Sea

I am ready to see land. Strike that. I’ve seen land.  What I mean is that I’m ready to feel land under my feet. I skipped class this morning. We’re all required to go to Global Studies, which is a course that the entire shipboard community attends together. I didn’t consciously skip class; I just didn’t…

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Published by admin on September 16, 2016

Swimming to Algeria

  From somewhere in the Mediterranean… That’s a line from one of my all-time favorite movies, The Crimson Tide. Around 22:00 yesterday (that’s military time), I leaned against the railing of deck 8 of our ship, the World Odyssey, awestruck, as we passed by a coastal city in Algeria, lit up in the clear night…

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