Sunday, May 06, 2007

Routines

It's interesting to me how adaptable people are. I've been on the ship for just a day over two weeks as of today, and it basically feels like living in a home situation. Well, not really, and I miss J immensely, but what I mean is that it feels like... just the place that I live.

I have a pretty basic and standard routine. I wake up most every morning by 7:15am, a little earlier if I'm going to cook a hot breakfast for the crew (usually home fries or pancakes; and/or juicing a lot of the fresh fruit we get donated.) I put out breakfast when it's my day to do so (currently I'm still able to rotate this with the other two cooks on board.) I then ride the bike that I put the exceptionally rickety milk crate on (tearing up my finger) to Flinders Organics, where they are exceptionally generous and give us a daily food donation at 9am. I ride this back to the ship, and working with another cook, prepare lunch. Clean up, and then I have a couple of hours I can take off to shower, check e-mail, go over to the other ship to do carpentry (which is nearly done) or bake/cook some special dessert. Then prep for dinner begins around 3pm, is served at 6, and generally cleaned up by 7pm. Unless I have a watch shift, the rest of the night is mine, and is often spent hanging around in the crew lounge, or reading, or playing Maelstrom, and occasionally doing laundry (the tea towels for the galley.)

The daily trip to the organic grocery is a bit tiring, since I have to wake up earlier than I otherwise would on days that I don't have to prepare breakfast, and I have to brave the rude and distracted Melbourne drivers, like the jackass this morning in the 'ute' delivery vehicle that very nearly ran me over TWICE while he was texting on his cell phone on a busy central Melbourne street. But it does get me off ship every day, which is really nice, and reminds me of the world off of the ship.

I just had a lovely hot shower at the YMCA, and have the rest of the day off. Unlike my only other day off so far, when I foolishly hung around the ship and ended up working, I'm going to try to avoid the ship like the plague. I need to try to track down a decent bicycle pump, and some blank CD-Rs. In other words, yes, basically routine.

Okay -- off to run errands.

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