These are the oh so true words of my quirky Asian art professor... who has never been more right. Today was the first day of classes. We have no weekends, no weekdays, just on boat/ off boat day A & B. It just so happens that I unintentionally signed up for classes only on A days so I have class every other day.. don’t you feel bad for me? I promise my posts will be more thick once we get to port, but for now Im just reporting the basics.
Here’s my class list: Survey of Asian Art- field trips will be making Japanese scarves Global Studies: Religion, Politics & Society – Buddhist temples and shrines World Literature (trips: talking with African women writers in Capetown after reading their books) Philosophy of Love & Friendship (trips: HIV/AIDS clinic in Namibia, Vietnamese Prostitution Clinic) Everything is completely surreal at this point…
This sure isn’t jersey because… I fell over doing yoga- not because im out of practice- but because my yoga mat doesn’t absorb swells
I woke up to the boat a’rockin’. A little light seeped through my cabin’s faded yellow curtain. I guessed it was the sun coming up and popped up to take a look.
I don’t know what I was expecting when I lifted back the curtain… but it wasn’t what I saw. Black water was surging below, bubbles were frothed up and my stomach was up in my throat. I can’t say it was scary, but it sure wasn’t comforting. But it was thrilling and it IS the reason why I went on this trip. We are already a little stir-crazy, having never had to wait more than a few hours to get to a destination by plane or car. Our first stop will be on Sunday the 7th into Salvador, Brazil. It will be my first taste of a culture outside of North America… and the start of my de-shelter-ization!
This sure isn’t jersey because… my friends saw whales at breakfast.