This blog is about my life as an adventure. And it’s been that way for years. But what happens when you wake up one
day in Bora Bora or Papeete or New Zealand or Lombok, and it just feels like
another day? My lifestyle hasn’t
changed since my “life aboard” series of posts, but my past has. It’s no longer new, it’s no longer
different. It’s everyday life, and
I’m getting used to it. And that
makes it less of an adventure.
But only to me.
I’m still wicked proud of what I’m doing, and very happy to
report in from wild and far-flung places across the globe.
We got through dry dock and headed across the largest ocean
on the planet. Our 27-day long
itinerary took us from San Francisco through Hawaii, French Polynesia, American
Samoa and New Zealand before landing us in Sydney, Australia. Along the way, I went scuba diving with
dozens of sharks, saw humpback whales almost within reaching distance, brushed
up on my technical French (enough to do a dive briefing in French), meandered a
Samoan market, ate at ridiculously overpriced restaurants, wandered by
mega-yachts with helicopters attached and went on wine tastings in Australian
and New Zealand wine country.
All while working full-time, doing shows every night,
repainting scenery, calibrating lighting units, sewing scenic drops, training
new crew members, practicing safety duties and filing reports.
Only on cruise ships…
