Friday, January 11, 2013

last sea day on the Eurodam!

January 11, 2013
Last night went rather oddly. The two boys that normally come at night were there, but they unexpectedly finished every single activity extremely quickly. Usually it takes about 30 minutes to finish the first coloring activity, so I started a little early so we could do everything. We finished everything I’d had planned for camp night within an hour. I would’ve read more stories in our “tent” but my voice was giving out, so I ended up letting them play hide and seek in the room until their parents came. They seemed happy at least and that’s what matters. I came straight to my room to bed but had weird dreams all night about the kids coming back in and wanting to go on a ‘bear hunt’ around the ship. Somehow Club HAL was in my room and I was trying to sleep while they were all leaving and coming and pulling me up to go on this scavenger hunt. I think I might’ve slept too much yesterday afternoon and that was the reason my body was protesting sleep so much at night.

This morning I didn’t have to work, so I got up and went to breakfast leisurely. I was going to sit alone, but some of the cast members I’d not yet talked to asked me to join them. It was an interesting breakfast to say the least. After that, I decided to kill some time by starting to pack (24 hours in advance, so early!) until lunchtime. I can tell I’m ready to go home because I’m actually packed already except for charging items and stuff I’ll need in the morning. I had lunch then went up to Club HAL for the afternoon shift. Two of the little kids came and that was it. I managed to get them to play Just Dance for about an hour and a half before they got tired of it. After that, I also managed to convince them to write letters to the Captain (an activity that was on the schedule) which took up another chunk of time. Then they wanted to play air hockey. So, we took turns playing and I had to spend most of the time making sure they didn’t crawl on the table, brag too much about winning, be mean about losing and such. I was kind of glad when one of them left because then I could just play myself and ignore all the insulting comments that came every time I scored (the 7-year-old girl is somewhat mentally handicapped, so it’s been stressful dealing with her all week). Her dad finally picked her up and I cleaned up Club HAL and came back to the room to rearrange some of the stuff in my suitcase. Now I just have one more session (pajama night/movie night!) until I can pack up my uniform as well!

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