Day 42 – Sea Olympics

Oct 9th

Sea Olympics
After a few hours of sleep, I got up at 9:30AM for volleyball, which I unfortunately realized would be an all-morning event. We won the first two games and pathetically lost the third. We were supposed to play every sea (10 games), but the student-run system quickly fell apart. I spend the rest of the morning watching the relay (we got 1st), pictionary (3rd), the spelling bee, tug-o-war (1st) and the work-out relay before lunch. To everyone’s delight, it was the ever-glorious taco day! Yum. The afternoon events included paper boat float, a hula hoop contest, dodgeball, a hot dog eating contest, twister, jeaopardy (the only thing the “Faculty Sea” won), a pizza making contest, the human knot, flip cup (with water), limbo, a M&M pie eating contest, sudoku and a synchronized swimming contest (that was not in the pool but the Union of all places?). I didn’t see most of them because of waning interest and my overwhelming desire to take a nap. Mid-nap, I was tackled by Danny and Ryan, who were locked out of their rooms and decided to take a nap as well. After a group picture of the Arabian Sea, we all headed to dinner before closing ceremonies in the Union. At the ceremonies we found out—to our surprise—we placed third! The Yellow Sea came in first and the Baring Sea came in second. Yet, as the iconic Ricky Bobby once said, “If you’re not first, your last.”

G&G Dance
After working in the library with T-bag and Brooks* for a bit, I got dolled up with Christina, Becca and Barbara for the Gods and Goddess Dance on deck seven. We were instructed to come in our best, non-shipboard property (aka. don’t use the sheets as togas). Some students got really dressed up in twisted sheets and fancy jewels, while others just wore post-its that said, “Hi, my name is Zeus.” Regardless, everyone had great, sober fun boogie-ing down to the best rap and hip-hop tunes on Bobby’s i-pod.

*SHOUT OUT: to Brook’s mom, who reads my blog. I would like to apologize if it freaked you out in an earlier post when I took your son to that crack house in South Africa. He had nothing to do with it. ; )

Highs and Lows
My “high” was when Julie and I were the big spoons during nap time. My “low” finding out how widely received my blog actually is.