He wants me to be steady, like the river. But the river isn’t steady at all!
Even in this ground-hog day of a season, where day after day and week after week is the same, nothing is really steady. I honestly believe that anything that involves people can never truly be predictable. Some things however, really do never change, it always works out that just as we get one group of passengers trained in the ways of how the ship works, it’s time for that group to leave and another to take their place.
Sometimes it feels like the 7 day run is a training school for future long-term cruisers 
and I don’t mean that as an insult at all, it’s just one of the only things that’s constant.
It’s very strange, porting out of Vancouver. Having grown up on the island, I’m not really all that familiar with Vancouver, and even now I’m no less of a stranger to it, embark days being what they are. I could get up early and drag myself off the ship for an hour or so, but usually the extra sleep weighs in against the possibility of trying to make my way anywhere through a throng of disembarking passengers.
The biggest change this week is the new format of the onboard Party Band. Prior to this there has always been one Party Band and one Dance Band, housed in two separate venues and very..well..distinct from each other. Not anymore. The dictate came down from head office weeks ago that the change was in the works, but none of us quite knew what to expect. The long and the short of it is that there are now two Party Bands (named, imaginatively “A” and “B”), with one massive book between them that covers all the genres. No one is quite sure how the scheduling is going to work, or who is playing what, and of all our new musicians on board at least a dozen of them are…well..brand new.
This shall, at the very least…be interesting.