Journal entry, February 14, 2004
The first day at sea after leaving Brazil, I was
exhausted, having gotten very little sleep for four nights in a
row. I went to meals, to Core, and taught one class. I slept between
each of these.
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I’ve been very busy ever since, trying to
catch up on my class preparations. Fortunately, today
was a “TBA
day”—a day on which no classes are scheduled. There
will be four or five of these during the voyage. They are a welcome
break, since we don’t get weekends off.
The first TBA was Neptune Day. Today was picture
day. The students got their pictures taken, grouped according to
the colleges they normally attend. There also was a big group photo
of everyone taken on deck. That one included faculty. They drained
the pool and had the faculty stand inside it. The students stood
on the deck around us. The photographer was on a higher deck shooting
I slept late today, and missed breakfast. Last
night they had a Valentine’s Day dance. I danced just a bit.
Out on the dance floor an intoxicated young woman started flirting
very aggressively with me. I had visions of being chewed out by
the dean the next morning and beat a hasty retreat.
This morning I opened a lovely Valentine’s
Day card from Beth. It was great to get some mail from her. She
has to send it weeks in advance to a port that we will be visiting.
Students of Service is one of the student organizations aboard our
ship. They work with various charities in the ports we visit. They
had been selling cookies for people to send to one another on Valentine’s
Day. Sociology professor Lynda Nyce (who lives in the cabin next
door) sent me one, expressing sympathy for the fact that, like her,
I was traveling without my spouse. Alana and Kristina, two students
on my boat in the Amazon, also sent me one. I’d been feeling
blue today, lonely, missing Beth. These kind gestures helped to
cheer me up a bit.
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