Just Right – Willimstead, Curasco – [04/17/2018]

 

There are days when the job is hard, even though I love it, there are days when I’m exhausted, there are days when the hours are long. There are days when people say to me that I have a glamourous job, and I laugh behind my hand and respond that I really really don’t…

And then there are the days when the job is absolutely everything that the regular people think it is…

We were in Curasco, with it’s (very) warm sun and brilliant colours, plus the swinging bridge. Usually we dock practically in the middle of town, but this time we were about a fifteen minute walk outside of it, which didn’t really bother either Amras or I, as it was a nice walk along the water and breeze made the heat a little more bearable. We had only one real primary purpose (and as usual, not that much in the way of time) and that was lunch, but we did manage a little bit of window shopping before reaching what probably qualifies as the town square.

So, eat here with all the people? Or walk further and go to the coast?

Definitely coast.

I’m not exactly sure how Amras developed his keen sense of being able to locate the perfect restaurant, but he definitely seems to have one. Off the beaten path, tucked into a corner in what looked like a former cigar factory, was a perfect sea-side Italian café – and we were the only ones there. Perfectly cooked pasta, crisp rose, and crashing waves that were within arms reach…in those circumstances? With the right person? Everything tastes right, everything smells right, everything is right.

Life…life is just right…

 

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Dry Dock: A Virtual Interactive Adventure – Level (Day) 3 & 4 – Freeport, Bahamas – [04/12-13/2018]

Good news player, a reward awaits you midway through this level! To unlock this perk, you simply need to make it through one “training” mini-game. Rest assured, you will be able to pass this with no issue as it is made up mostly of recycled content from previous versions of the game. The only players who will have difficulty with this level are level 1s, and they likely will be on a separate server from you by this stage.

Training Mini-Game

Consists only of answering a series of questions asked by a specifically programmed NPC, who may appear to think this entire level is as ridiculous as you do, there will be however nothing he can do to assist you in bypassing the game so you will have to simply play. Don’t worry, you’ll pass.

Once training is complete…

Congratulations! You have unlocked a secret reward play area! Perks for this area include pure fresh air (a drastic increase in hit points), water, and uninterrupted sunshine…

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Translation for my non-geek friends: yesterday Amras and I realized we simply could take no more of the heat, noise and smoke (they’re welding a lot on A-deck), that comes with drydock. I had had a near perpetual migraine-level headache since arrival two days before, neither of us had slept (sleep is, rather difficult here). We’d finished our training and we had one night left in the Bahamas.

In short, we were outta here.

We booked a room at the Pelican Bay Resort down the street and spent the rest of the day and night wandering through palm trees, exploring local markets and taking advantage of the swim up bar that came with the resort pool. It was a totally selfish and yet totally necessary action. I wasn’t kidding in that ‘player advisory’ that I posted a few entries back, dry dock is not for the faint of heart, and usually entertainment would not be involved – we are only here because they wanted to make sure we had the extra training for any possible post-dry dock inspections we might have in FLL at the start of the next cruise.

The escape to a real resort made all the difference in the world, the excess stress washed away by palm leaves and crashing ocean (and one particularly entertaining pelican)…leaving us actually well rested and refreshed enough to come back and face the final day of drydock (the only request the HR had of us before we left was that we be back before 9am, we were back by 8:15).

At 1:00 today the Captain called the final disembarking annoucement stating that all contractors and individuals not sailing with the vessel were all required to leave. Whether we are ready or not (and we will likely still be putting last minute things together even as we sail) dry dock is over…

Ready or not, here they come!

Game Complete!

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Dry Dock Adventure: An Virtual Adventure – Day/Level 2 – Freeport, Bahamas – [04/11/2018]

Good morning player, welcome to Level Two!

Scenario: you are a worker on a cruise ship. Your floating home is still currently not floating, and is also in a state of a bit of chaos. Do not fret about this, it’s not your job to fix any of it.

Objective: This level’s objective is to reach the various meetings you have been called to (and find out what time you are supposed to be there) and to relocate your sleeping quarters by the end of the day. To accomplish this, you will have to complete multiple mini-games and NPC (Non-Player Character) interactions.

Task 1: Breakfast

Oops, looks like you missed the NPC interaction that would have given you the information as to when and where you could obtain this power up. The next power up slot isn’t avialable until lunch…which is…in play hours, approximately 4 hours away. Good thing you have a few ‘gummy bears’ bonus power ups in your purse as carry over from the last level!

Task 2: First day training

There will be some debate as to whether or not you actually have to be at this particular mini-game. But ultimately you will end up sitting in a room, listening to an NPC character tell you a lot of very important data that your character likely has stored from previous versions of gameplay. If you are a senior player you will be able to bypass the bulk of this data transfer by providing proof that it is not necessary. Please note: you will require a high “charisma” or “trustworthy” stat in order for approach to be successful.

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Once the first two tasks of the level are complete your character will have free time to explore the play area. But your movements will be curtailed by restrictions that are in place from the previous level. For example if your character was unable to shed their excess luggage weight in level 1, you will have to stay in the local play area until advised that the task can be completed in this level. This will render you mostly to staying in your sleeping quarters attempting to regenerate the rest of your hit points.

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At an unspecified point in this level you will be prompted to begin the final series of tasks

Final Task #1 – The Gangway

Yup, it’s back, and any gear you still have on your person must be taken up it. If you have a high charisma stat you will be able to gain assistance with this particular task.

Final Task #2 – Locate temporary sleeping quarters

If you are fortunate with RNG (random chance) then you may be able to be assigned to your ‘proper’ sleeping quarters, in which you (and more importantly your belongs) will remain for the duration of the rest of the game.

If you character does not have a high “luck” skill, then you will be assigned to temporary sleeping quarters. These will be considerably smaller than your normal sleeping quarters, and will likely have at least one malfunctioning feature (the most common of which is plumbing). Hopefully your character befriended someone who has a higher sleeping quarter class than you.

Wherever you end up, this is the end of this level. Good luck tomorrow!

 

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Dry Dock Adventure: An Virtual Adventure – Freeport, Bahamas – [04/10/2018]

Player Advisory: “Dry Dock” is a high intensity interactive experience featuring some smoke, heat, fire and other unsettling and surprising atmospheric effects. Therefore, this game is recommended for advanced players only.

Scenario: You are – once again – a worker on a cruise ship. Your floating home is currently…not floating. For your first level you must get yourself and your gear from the small local airport to the ship you are staying at. Be aware that there are surprises in most levels. Good luck player!

Day One Objective: Board your vessel, stow your gear, and find your proper assigned sleeping place.

In order to achieve this objective you must first actually reach the first stage of the level, which requires you to go through the “travel tutorial”. To this end you have two options:

Option 1: Assigned travel path
(available perks with this option: refreshing hotel stay with unlocks multiple power ups including ‘breakfast’ for extra hit points before beginning proper level)

Oops looks like this option has been mishandled by a bad airline. This voids all perks and power-ups and leaves you with

Option 2: Alternate emergency travel path
(This option will get you to the vessel, but will cost an extreme amount of in-game currency in order to reach the journey’s start point. It also comes with only one ‘pizza’ power-up applied 8 hours before task start, it also comes with a low level ‘sleep’ perk – use it wisely)

Upon completion of this option you will be at the airport cut scene – if at all possible grab a ‘coffee’ power-up to get you through the rest of the day. Once you land successfully at the other end of your journey you must secure transportation to your (possible) final destination. However, before you can secure entrance to that bonus material you must work through several obstacles:

#1Local immigration: if you have the ‘prior warning’ perk you already have the necessary paperwork ready to bypass or successfully clear the stat check by the customs agent NPC. Those players who are not equipped with such perks will lose approximately a half hour of play time to this intricate mini-game.

#2Baggage inspection: if you have your ‘trustworthy’ or ‘charisma’ stats high enough then you will easily be able to pass this mini-game. Those without the necessary stats to pass the check will have to complete the rest of the mini-game. If the player has selected “musician” sub-type as their avatar there will be no way to bypass this particular mini-game as your avatar will trigger the “suspicion” reaction in the relevant NPC.

#3 – ‘Handsome’ Taxi Drivers: this only applies if the player possesses a female avatar, as long as your “self-esteem” stat is high enough you should be able to dodge the sales pitches and compliments.

Upon successfully completing the last obstacle you will be automatically transported via the “port agent” cut-scene to the entrance to the docks. At this point it is important to have your “stamina”  at it’s highest (which will be difficult given the lack of perks earlier in the level). You will be able to see your destination almost immediately, but getting there will require yet another series of mini-games:

#1 – Port Security: This one will be easy to get by if you have a female avatar, however, you will still be required to present your in-game documentation and your playing authorization papers.

#2 – the Boarding Ramp: in order to even reach this particular mini-game you must carry your +40lbs of luggage (you will be over-encumbered and therefore unable to run) through the working shipyard, dodging people, cranes and the occasional fork-lift. Once that path is complete you will presented with a gangway, but not just any gangway – this is the major challenge of this level – a gangway that is 111 steps, nearly straight up, which you must navigate yourself, with a 40lbs weight punishment, in tropical heat. Warning: this task will be particularly difficult to complete if you ‘high temperatures’ is listed as one of your weakness.

#2aCompanion care: if you are a senior player, you will automatically assume the ‘mother hen’ perk, which will cause you to be the default player to complete the gangway task first, while leaving your ‘charges’ to await your return with possible assistance. Bear in mind, you will have no ID, no documentation proving that you are allowed to be where you are, no real idea where you are going. This side quest is not recommended for junior players.

#3ID procurement: This task is mostly run by the Crew Officer NPC, however it will require several trips in between floors to be rid of your luggage, and ultimately will result in you being assigned an ‘official ID’ perk which – in theory – will allow you to freely move around the remainder of the play area for the rest of the game.

#4 – Sleeping accommodations: this is the last mini-game of this level. Due to the fact that the world structure of where your actual ship is not prepared for your arrival, so you will have to move your possessions (those that you still have access to) to another nearby play area. Note: the sleeping accommodations provided are not guaranteed any comfort perks other than ‘bed’ and possibly ‘tv’. It does however come with access to “dinner” power-up.

This completes Level (day) one: The Arrival.

Good luck with Level 2 player! Remember, level starts first thing next morning

 

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Footloose – Orlando, Florida – [04/07/2018]

If I had to live anywhere in the states, I’m starting to think I would choose Orlando. But then again, I suspect that is just the theme part nerd in me speaking.

After a long long day of travel (ugh) I finally ended up safely ensconced in a hotel on Universal Drive, only steps from practically everything of interest and a shuttle ride for everything else. So immediately after breakfast, off we went to explore.

It turned out that our hotel was in walking distance of everything from miniature golf to aquariums. There was even a Madame Tussaud’s wax museum! With so many choices, it was kind of difficult to figure out where to go first, but ultimately we went to one of my favourite places

Oooh there’s a Ripley’s here?

Yup, I think it’s right down the street. Wanna do that?

Yes!

So we ambled down the road to the oddly crooked looking building (it’s built to look like it’s sinking into the pavement) and entered into the world of the bizarre, disturbing, and interactive.

The last time I was at a Ripley’s Believer it or Not was in England, and I had fantastic shots of my sitting in the world’s largest chair. I love the place, it’s full of bizarre illusions and interactivity exhibits (the crooked room where everything appears to run uphill drives me crazy) scattered with some very heavy pieces of actual history that catch you by surprise. For example, we turned a corner and found ourselves face to face with a giant section of the Berlin wall. It’s interesting to see how different museums treat different things – there was also a section of the Wall in the Smithsonian, and it was behind glass; but here? It was just sitting there, a massive hulking slab of concrete reaching up to the ceiling inviting you to reach out and feel what it has seen.

Amazing.

I also now have a matched set of pictures of me sitting in the largest pair of chairs in the world. And I am still only a quarter of the size of the tallest man in the world. I also still cannot beat Amras at carnival shooting ranges, although this time around I at least gave him a run for his money.

Yup, love it.

We followed up Ripley’s with a round of pirate mini-golf (which I most definitely lost, quite humiliating really) – and followed that up with ice cream…

Just at this moment, the ship feels blissfully far away…

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Fretful Flying – Fort Lauderdale-Toronto-Fort Lauderdale – [04/03/2018]

Flying…I dream about having wings (literal actual wings) and flying dreams are amongst my favourite. They make my heart soar.

But “real” flying? The kind you do in a plane?

No, please no.

Of course this comes as no surprise to anyone. Anyone who knows me knows how much I dislike flying. But even without my fear, I do wonder why it always has to be so stressful. Only a small handful of times have I had a trip be genuinely relaxing…this time, wasn’t one of them.

My current ship is in drydock, and since the break is only 5 days, and I would be truly useless during a drydock (plus my computers are all in storage) I opted to just take a brief vacation and stay with Amras in Florida and then we can both rejoin at the same time. Should been simple enough right? Wrong. You see, immigration laws say that no matter where you are from (and as a Canadian I can go back and forth across the US border as a tourist basically whenever) you cannot remain in the States for more than 48 hours if you are coming ashore as a crewmember of any type. Period. The end. Not allowed. And if they catch you trying to do it, you’re deported and barred. Clearly this was not a risk we could take for any reason, nor would I have ever wanted to do so anyway. So I booked a flight from Florida to Toronto and then a return flight back to Orlando the following morning. Even paid all the booking fees and everything in advance, like a good girl.

And then came the day itself…

Debark…I can’t comment on…I mean well, I could, but I try not to talk a huge amount about work and debark is not really in our control. I can say this: it was long, it was convoluted, there were many delays that were out of our hands, and it was made even more so by the fact that a huge amount of people are coming on just for drydock (that’s the other reason I was more than willing to leave for five days) – by the time we finally got off the ship it was after all, by the time we got to the airport it was noon.

Although I did spend the rest of the afternoon playing giant Jenga with some fellow crew members at a restaurant down the street from the airport (our flights weren’t till late) so that part of the day was fun,

Eventually I loaded myself onto the flight, stowed my careful-packed-and-weighed carry on properly in the bin above me (zipper side out, so that I can actually access it …because…I’m short)..and tried ot settle in as everyone else found their places. This is when my first ick-moment took place: one of the last people on the plane was a lady with a slightly over-sized carry on, who refused to check it. She never said why, and I know I shouldn’t judge, but I also never saw her access it once during the flight so whatever was in it couldn’t have been that essential. So she refused to check it, even though the stewardess kept telling her she should – and as a result, she ended up insisting it be put in one of the bins, which had the knock down effect of all the other bags that were stowed in that bin already (y’know from those of us who carefully followed instructions and were legitimately in earlier boarding zones that hadn’t been warned that we would have to check our bags, unlike the zone the lady in question was in) – reorganized, and crammed so close together (facing the wrong way) that they ended up completely locked in place, totally inaccessible. All the stuff I bring with me to keep me from freaking out on flights? Including my sleeping pills? Were in that bag…and I couldn’t get to any of it. All so that one person could force in a bag she didn’t even need access to.

Thanks.

But obviously I survived. So I get to the airport, and pay an outrageous amount to get to the Motel I was supposed to be staying at.

Now I had booked a Motel 6 because I was actually trying ot be smart. I was thinking, hey, I’m only there for one night, I’m trying to be smart with money, do I really need to pay $200 for a pool and a sauna and a movie library I’m not even going to be able to use? And I’ve terrible motels/hotels all over the place, I figured it couldn’t be that bad.

Ooooh I was wrong.

I couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t. I was in that building a grand total of 10 minutes before telling the clerk to call me a taxi and high-tailing it to the nearest best western. The motel refused to give me a refund, nor had they given me a receipt, so I just had to eat the cost of the “room” and the taxi back and forth. But the second taxi driver was nice and his prices much more reasonable, and even he said “yeah, that’s a bad place”…which assured me I had definitely made the right choice in turning tail.

Long story short(er), I reboarded my next flight this morning with no cash left, and running on 2.5 hours of sleep…for the first time in years I was tired enough that I was actulaly able to sleep on the flight..

And I won’t be actually inOrlando – where Amras is picking me up…

Hey! At least I’ll sleep well tonight!

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Uncomplicated Complications – Saleverry, Peru – [03/24/2018]

Some contracts are insanely difficult…some…like this one? Are most definitely not.

This contract – thus far, and I’m almost reluctant to mention it for fear of jinxing it – has been a stroll in the park. For the first month I hardly even had to host any classes as it was straight port days with, and this month – well there are more sea days, but something about htem seems to be going much more smoothly.

I’m not sure what it is exactly, its not as if the contract has been overwhelmingly joyful (if anything I’m honestly just a little bored) – but it’s been easy. About the only thing that’s shaken my routine is a touch of a cold…

The people are…rather uneventful to be honest. Neither here nor there, some are very enthusiastic, some are…quite the opposite. You try and make a joke and they stare at you as if you have three heads, and then the next day they laugh…

People are so strange!

About the only stressful thing going on at the moment has been the insane amount of preparation involved in going to spend my 6 day break during dry dock with Amras in Florida. It is more complicated than one would think for two reasons – first, because I’m coming in as a crew member I can’t just stay on in the states; I have to leave the states and then return on a standard tourist visa. So that part is set easily enough thanks to a deviation on my flights and a really good travel agent. But this is also my first time visiting our southern neighbours as a fiancé, and I want to make sure that that crossing goes as smoothly as it possibly can. I am after all, not looking to stay in the states, Amras and I aren’t even getting married until at least next year, and when we do tie the knot we’re not planning on living on the US side of the border; so I have to be sure to make it clear that yes I am most definitely just visiting. Nothing more. That means having every single flight detail and hotel booking printed off, along with copies of my next contract (which I am joining in the Bahamas)…in short, paperwork, lots and lots of paperwork…

But hey, I’m an ace at paperwork, so off we go!

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To Life Beyond the Normal – Santiago, Chile – [03/17/2018]

“Normal is getting into clothes that you buy to for work, then getting into a car that still isn’t paid for to drive through traffic to get to the job that you have to have to pay for the car and the clothes so that you can afford the house that sits empty all day because you can’t ever actually live in it”

“Then I realized that I look forward to it all year. That’s kind of silly isn’t it? I mean isn’t it an awful long time to wait for just one moment?” ~ Pleasantville

Frightening and more truthful words have perhaps never been spoken.

It’s not as though this is news, I’m sure many people are aware of the vicious cycles of life…

I consider people like myself very lucky, because our jobs are not 9-5, we do not have the “normal” normal. There are a lot of things about that I do miss, mostly the illusion of privacy and the calmness of a more traditional routine. But when I really think about what normal really is to most people – not the fairy tale normal, not the normal that we are tricked into believe we can “earn” but somehow never really reach.  I find myself wondering more and more who came up with this invisible cage so many put ourselves in. And why those of us who are outside of it, somehow still end up with one or two limbs inside of it. Those of us who aren’t on the treadmill actually are, in some way, we are just able to run perhaps that little bit slower than everybody else.

It’s no secret that I want a home of my own. While I have a fantastic family and I’m sure we could come to a relatively contented arrangement wherein I stay technically under their roof forever, that has never been what I want in my life. As I get older, especially now that I’m looking down the road to a white dress in my near future, the concept of “but how will I afford it?” looms up higher than it should. And I find myself wondering – why has the world made this simple basic thing so difficult? How did we get ourselves onto this treadmill in the first place? How did we get to the point where most of us will work for months on end just be able to “earn” one month off? How did we, as a society, get to the point where we have to justify taking time to do the things we love because the precious hours we get when we’re not at someone else’s beck and call somehow feel like they’re being wasted if we aren’t thinking about being at someone else’s beck and call?

When did working for dollars replace working for joy? Or was there ever such a thing? Did we in fact evolve on the treadmill? And if so, how to we get off it?

It should be simple – we should be able to choose to. Of course, it isn’t that simple, because the world doesn’t want it to be. Homes will still be too expensive, most jobs will still be underpaid, and taxes will still be overly high. We are – for a long while yet, unless or until there is a massive world change regarding the importance of the imaginary concept of “currency” (and yeah, we made up the idea of money, worst bloody thing humanity ever did in my opinion) – still going to be throttled by the rope that is “but I will have to save for it”. Btu that doesn’t mean we can’t choose to get at least one foot of the treadmill in little ways.

If you want to start a project for yourself, do it. Just because you want to. Not because anyone expects you to, not because you want to see what anyone thinks of it, just do it. You always wanted to be a photographer? Pick up a how-to book and a point and click and start carrying your camera with you to work – it’s amazing the shots you can find out of nowhere, not everything has to be framed for national geographic. That book you always said you were going to publish? That you wrote but never did anything with because “it’s not like it’s important”? Find a self-publisher, put it out there – if only so that you can say “hey, I did that”…

If there is one thing my job has taught me, with all the things I’ve seen and the places I’ve been: it’s that things work out when you least expect them. And that doing things now, grabbing life by the scruff of the neck now is usually the only way to lead to the most amazing avenues in your life. I may dream of a routine and a white picket fence, but that doesn’t mean that I am not still constantly looking for ways to shake up my life. Even if it’s little things. And as for money? It may sound niave to say, and there may come a time when it comes around and chomps me in the back, but I have truly come to believe that if you proceed as if what you need will simply be there, it somehow always is. I’ve been at rock bottom, I’ve seen so much red in my bank account that I can’t even look at it for months on end, and it’s been the times that I have been able to shift my focus, pull my attention to something else, anything else, that I’ve found that my circumstance picks itself back up.

People: break your own cycle. Step off the treadmill. Do something crazy. Do something fun. Do something risky. Do something that everyone in your comfortable conservative world will tell you you are absolutely incredibly crazy to do – and you will find that while you may think afterwards that it wasn’t perhaps the smartest thing to do, it will have been worth it to have something to remember the next time you get in a car, to drive to a job you hate, to pay for a house…etc etc etc…

Life’s a banquet people, please help yourself ot more than just the appetizer.

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‘Rounding History – Cape Horn – [03/12/2018]

I awoke this morning to creaking metal and vibrating thrusters, as the ship swayed heavily from side to side. Mentally, I checked our location, but it wasn’t my mental itinerary that reminded us where we were – it was something else. Woven in and underneath the modern sound of protesting metal was something much older: the shrieking sound of resisting wood, of tearing sails and splintering masts, of heaving waves and snapping lines.

Ladies and Gentlemen – this is Cape Horn.

I have rounded the cape several times in my career, and you never know what it’s going to bring you. Sometimes it’s like glass, and you wonder if this fearsome turn of land at the bottom of the world has lost its bite; and sometimes it’s like this morning, when you know that it hasn’t.

Even after we left the Cape, the seas are extremely swell-ridden. A long slow swell that almost lulls you into a false sense of security, you don’t realize you’re tilting until you suddenly find yourself having to shift your balance. Not exactly rough per say, but not exactly glassy either. Somewhere in the middle.

I can only imagine what these waters must have been like when it was wood, sails and rope instead of metal and propulsion. It’s no wonder that rounding the horn under sail is still considered a major accomplishment (I haven’t “earned’ my earring, and I probably never will – even if I do one day crew a tall ship).

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Blessed Cave Girl – Scenic Cruising – [03/11/2018]

I do not normally develop a people allergy until much much later in a contract. But lately? I cannot quite seem to bear being around too many people. I come home from class, close the door behind me, brace my back against it and take a very deep deep breath, and dread going back out again.

I’m not quite sure where this is coming from – I didn’t have this difficulty last cruise. It’s somehow, something about these particular people. Something is setting my teeth on edge and I don’t know precisely what it is.

I think it’s possibly because there has been a rush of people coming to me with internet questions. The last cruise I worked was a Grand, so I was able to dodge most of the internet questions because we had someone stationed at the old library desk. But that’s not the case here, and in a lot of cases these people have nowhere else to go, or don’t think to look anywhere beyond where all the computers are. The thing is, I’m not supposed to deal with the ‘net anymore, I can help you get to the main login screen but that’s all I’m really qualified to do – ending up with people complaining to me about it just makes me start having some rather nasty flashbacks.

That said – or rather, that aside – there is something to be said for walking into your office and seeing a miles high glacier towering outside your office window, and a huge waterfall cascading down from a mountain high enough that if you were standing at the bottom of it you’d have to lie flat on your back to even think about seeing the top.

Yup, that’s my office view this morning, I have difficulty wrapping my head around it sometimes – and an equal amount of times I have difficulty wrapping my head around the idea that most of the world goes to work in the morning and just sees an office building or a road…

Edgy teeth aside…I still know I am one lucky woman…

 

 

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