I’m
unsure if I should be nervous, excited, stressed, or thrilled that
today I get to have fish guts smeared over me only to then become
officially apart of King Neptune’s kingdom. I guess that part is
thrilling. For
the most part, the girls are excited to get the ceremony over and done
with. “I wonder if I’ll become mad, like properly mad.” Libby said. “No
one has seen me that mad yet. But I know I might get sick, and I really
just don’t want to get sick.” Libby said she has a low tolerance for
gross things—probably in the same way that I have a low tolerance for
spinning circus rides.
Which
is why, unlike my friend the navigator, I am pretty nervous about the
Southern Ocean. Big waves, cold, fast fast fast sailing—it’s all there.
“I
always tell people that if it was twenty degrees warmer, everyone would
go sailing in the Southern Ocean.” Carolijn explained. “It’s some of
the best sailing I’ve ever done.”
There’s a reason why people keep
going back to the Southern Ocean—why people say ‘okay, I’ll do that
again.’ But personally, it scares the hell out of me! Perhaps though,
that’s just the unknown factor. I can hear people describe the Southern
Ocean over and over, but in this case simply describing doesn’t work.
I’m still nervous. In the doldrums I felt tiny and vulnerable; I can
only begin to imagine what the Southern Ocean is like once the ocean
really comes to life.
But today does correlate with tomorrow—the
two almost go hand in hand. We need today’s ceremony, today’s
induction, in order to have a safe sail into the waters unknown. The
fish guts will wash off but the genuine meaning behind the ceremony will
not, and it’s for that reason today is actually an amazing day.
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