Carnival Cruise (crew)
We\’re on board the Carnival Inspiration, bound for Cozumel, Mexico, and four days of fun in the sun. I have this thing about always being prepared for anything (some might call it a compulsion, but I prefer to think of it as a quirk), which means that, even though everything and anything can be had in 12 decks or less, every day, my backpack contains the following:
- Bottled water
- Orange Gatorade
- Granola and Luna bars (chocolate, preferably)
- Trail mix
- First-aid kit (complete with plenty of Dramamine)
- Extra socks
- Flip-flops
- Raincoat
- Umbrella
- Four (yes, four) cell phones, each with its own set of
numbers - Super special \”ship phone\” that doesn\’t have a
keypad lock so I may or may not have accidentally called the captain a few
times - Laptop
- BlackBerry (don\’t start)
- Two iPods
- Two digital cameras
- Chargers for all of the above
- Extension cord for the above
- Ethernet cable (just in case)
- A wide selection of batteries
- Bungee cords
- Extra tapes
- Plastic bags (both of the sandwich and garbage varieties)
- Tissues and napkins
- Two kinds of sunscreen (no less than SPF 80 – I\’m pale and
fragile) - Aloe (see \”pale and fragile\”)
- Two hats
- Spare toilet paper (AP means \”paranoid\” in
Sanskrit) - Gaffer\’s tape, assorted rubber bands and paperclips (just in
case I need to MacGyver something together) - Sharpies
- A towel
- Tylenol, Advil, Motrin and aspirin
- A lifetime supply of Tums
All this, plus an accordion folder full of releases, insurance forms, production notices, customs clearances and any other scrap of paper necessary to get this shoot off the ground AND the giant Hold Harmless sign I prop up everywhere we go. I look like a genetic experiment gone horribly, horribly wrong, a cross between a fourth grader and a Staples catalog.
Assuming I can stand up when I put the bag on (and ignoring how many times I\’ve fallen backwards onto my rocking cruise ship bed when I do), it doesn\’t come off until bedtime. It\’s my security JanSport, and I may or may not have fallen asleep with it next to me in bed (in my defense, my cabin is really small. No, really.)
At the end of each day, I find fun little surprises in it, like a forgotten and now liquefied Hershey bar or a stack of casino chips (five whole bucks – winner!). The ship\’s elevators aren\’t large and I take up two spaces wherever I go (upside: I\’m a human roadblock when necessary).
By the time we leave the ship, I have a sunburn in the exact shape of the straps. Ah, memories.
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