I've come back to reality today after thoughts, yesterday, of joining the Navy Seals, ( see previous post ) specifically Seal Team 6. ( They would so have me. )
While walking to the wheelhouse from the lower engine room today, it has been decided, because of an increased heart rate, that maybe it will be wise to stay where I am doing amazingly exciting and interesting work like......
changing main engine air filters.
Ok, it's not the same rush as taking out high value targets like terrorists
but it does pay the bills.
Time flew by today and as I was in the engine room I was wondering about what the boys were preparing for dinner. I thought I smelled fresh bread which got my imagination going.
I just knew when I walked up to the galley my senses would be overwhelmed, the counters full with platters of steaming hot just prepared delicious food.
This joint is as sterile as a hospital O.R.
STILL HUNGRY HERE.