06 February 2009

no land, no land

here is a small assortment of thoughts and stories from the two days inbetween spain and morocco.

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gibraltar - we spent nearly 2 days docked off the coast of gibraltar, which was neat. it really is just a big rock! we all wished we could get off and explore, but no luck. we just got to look at it from afar. i did take a cool panoramic photo from the 6th deck and i'm definitely going to start taking more.

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to enter the port in casablanca, the ship had to endure some serious waves. the captain came on and warned us all to put our valuables away and to take care. well, he wasn't kidding about the swells. the ship felt like it was going to roll over! chairs went sliding everywhere and papers were flying off desks. i was in the computer lab at the time and watched kids sliding around on the hard floor below. i wish i'd had my camera. everyone was laughing and the poor staff was scrambling to clean things up. i guess it was just a little taste of what the students endured in spring 2005 -- if you don't know what i'm talking about, look for it on youtube, there was a storm story from the weather channel on it. similarly, leaving the port, we got to rock and roll again. people went flying this time and several people were injured. some boys, funny enough the boys who were with us in morocco, were running back and forth in the union and ended up messing up their legs, needing crutches and one broke his wrist. i went flying over in my chair without even trying. i got a video this time and it was a big ol' mess.

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the night before casablanca there was a presentation on safety in port from our security officer. he provided a great deal of information to be aware of and i like to think that the tips helped us to stay safe in morocco. he gave examples, showed us pick pocketing and gave hints on where to hide valuables.

following the security presentation we watch the open mic show. christopher performed again and there was a rousing rendition of "build me up buttercup,"by the boys who i traveled with in morocco. their pink jackets, sandals and plaid shorts were amusing. the best performance by far was a take on the jordin sparks song, "no air."i got the lyrics off the public folder, so here they are:

tell me how i’m sposed to live with no land

it was so tough before cadiz
hitting the walls it hurt my knees
plus puking everywhere was like living in a world with no land
ooooooh

four drinks for me is not enough
i can’t walk when the seas are rough
wish i could steal a boat to get myself to land

but how
do you expect me
to live this life on the sea
all this water all around me is making me crazy

tell me how i’m sposed to live with no land
can’t live can’t breathe without land
les mccabe don’t you understand
there’s no land no laaaand

got me out here in the waters so deep
lose an hour every night there’s no sleep
guess i’ll go watch the MICE band
cuz there’s no land, no laaand

no land land
no land land
no land land

i hopped a train north to madrid
tapas vino I’m lovin it
that spanish gypsie cast a spell on me for real

somehow i’m still awake at five
churros and chocolate keep me alive
i don’t know spanish but the guy in the club didn’t even care

so how
do you expect me
to get back on the MV
cuz sspana all around me it’s so hard for me to leave

tell me how t’m sposed to live with no land
can’t live can’t breathe without land
captain jeremy don’t you understand
there’s no land no land

got me out here in the waters so deep
estrogen everywhere makes me weak
if there are no more men i’m gonna scream
no men no men

no men men
women men
no land land

land

tell me how we’re sposed to go without fuel
can’t see morocco without fuel
wanna ride a camel or mule
no fuel, no fuel

sometimes it gets really hard
that’s what she saiiiiid
i can’t wait to get off
she said she saiiiid


what were doing for six hours last night
i’m sick of card games all night
watched the superbowl until it got light
not tight, not tight

got me out here in the waters so deep
If we don’t get there soon I’m gonna weep
off this ship i might leap
time to sleep time to sleep

no land land
no land land
noooo land
les mccabe

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and now, i hope this posts. miss you all! more on ship life later, we've got a whole week of classes ahead of us! i think we may have neptune day too!



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Laura,
So glad to know you are safe and sound on the MV. Even though I don't know the song, the lyrics were funny and the point well taken. These 8 days will seem long but hopefully you will be rested and ready for Namibia and the safari. Can you believe what you are doing? Each time I read your blog I am astonished to think of where you are and what you are doing. I am glad to know that you have found a chore group of women to hang out with and travel. Not everybody has the same goals as you as far as what you will be taking/learning from all of this. Sounds like you have figured out who shares this with you. Now, as far as meenkees go, I had a long talk with Teresa and prepared her for the lack of meenkees she will receive!! I, on the other hand, am considering your offer of an orphan......my fear of the empty nest is catching up with me!!!
love you and miss your hugs, Mama