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First day

The bus drops you off along with 50 other lost souls at dawn. The sun is still sleeping 😊🌞⛅and you are full of adrenaline, but you are keeping it cool, like it’s your usual routine. I don’t know why we are constantly lying to ourselves and others 😊

First glimpse of the ship … what you see is power! You can feel it, you can even touch it and you can’t explain the feeling! You are simply proud because you succeed this far and are in awe with a steel GIANT in front of you. You feel like an ant next to it.

We have just entered through the crew gangway (for you terrestrials :D, it’s a staircase that leads up to the ship). It’s a different gangway then the one guests (for you terrestrials :D it’s a passengers) are using. It feels like you entered behind the stage of the theater. It’s barebone steel and some carpet occasionally.

You are entering and you feel a different climate just like entering a huge cave.  You hear a constant buzzing noise and feel the smell of the ship. It’s a new sensation.

Enthusiasm, focus, unknown surroundings, and people. Like on any other job 😊 … you think you know everything… well, all you really know is just your suitcase. 😀😂💪

For some weird reason you have a conviction that you are going to find your way around the ship easily. But!... in fact, hallways where the crew cabins are, are like a giant Minotaur maze. This huge labyrinth with strange combination of numbers written on bulkheads (for you terrestrials 😊, it’s walls) multiple decks (for you terrestrials😊, that is a floor 😊) besides making you completely lost, does have an upside. It makes you reliant on your veteran crew to show you the way, so you will often be guided around like a kid in the kindergarten. New environment – you don’t want to get lost? Well, find a mate!

The faces of the crew you meet have big smiles which you will few weeks later learn to decode. The range of meaning of those smiles were anywhere from welcoming and open, to the “poor bastards have no clue what they are in for” or “fresh meat has arrived.” 😊😉

See you on the ship introduction training … 








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