Blog #5: It’s really not a small world after all”
Today was “Fun Ship” day—aka “keep from dying of claustrophobia and civic unrest” day. Most people on the boat are at polar opposites—either they want to form mutiny and create a smoke signal that will attract the U.S. Air Force for an air rescue mission or they want to stay on the boat, procreate, and make merry until Jesus comes back. I will say that I’m leaning towards the smoke signal side. Vacation is over and I’m ready to get back to the life that I know.
A few things did come out of this trip for me.
1) Firstly, I am ready to stay in America for the foreseeable future and take exotic vacations to faraway lands.
2) Secondly, I know that cruising is not going to be a staple in my budget book for the foreseeable future nor will cruising be on the agenda for my honeymoon.
3) Thirdly, I know that the Mayflower must have been pure hell because it didn’t have neon lights, toilets that flush in 6-seconds (see Blog #1), nor live musicians every hour on the hour from 9ish to midnight-ish.
4) Fourthly, I’m convinced that the world gets bigger and bigger the older I get. They say “It’s a small world”, but that only deals with people. When one looks out onto water and see nothing but water until the sky hits the sea, one’s problems, ego, and complaints are suddenly minimized to a dismal level. I watched a storm come in and I watched the sun peek behind the clouds and hit the waves in the deepest blue possible and all I could think of is how fortunate I am to enjoy this luxury of a pure, unadulterated, and natural masterpiece. Few will ever see the ocean and I’m cruising in it.
5) Fifthly, I am now able to enjoy my own small surroundings in little tiny Murray, KY in my small classes and my small dorm without dire need of a route of escape. It almost seems cozy. For I know the minute I zone out in class and the professor writes stuff on the chalkboard that might as well be Greek, I can float away to the top of the Carnival Fun Ship, gaze out at the deepest blue possible, inhale the salt water mist, and think about how small I am and how great is the God I am privileged to serve. Viva Murray!
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