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I am not in the mood for writing – in 28h S. will be here 🙂 , but I promised to myself I will keep track of things. And it’s more like a moral duty to put down the few notes I made immediately after the boat-trip. Notes on the people I shared this experience with, because for me was nothing like I expected.
So, beside me, there were another 31 people on board of the New Horizon. The ones I remember are:
– the Swedish couple: quiet and nice. They were looking like they had been there from the beginning of the Universe. People you can rely on, calm, tender and warm. Simon – red headed, short curly hair. She – simple, harmonious.

– German people:
– she 1: black hair, big nose, on a quest for something around the globe after finishing her studies; a bit “I’ve been there, done that” kind of person, with a brownish tan.
– she 2: was actually Swiss, blond, easy going, 18, speaks French, English fluently, wants to become a doctor and go to Canada next year to visit a friend.
– she 3: nice smile, body, chestnut hair, naive
– she 4, 5: nothing special
– he + she 6 = love; Franziska – horrible horrible person with an always grumpy face. There is no trouble in Paradise, sweetie!
– she 7 – maybe 18, with a bandage wrapped around her swallowed left foot, always wining, drinks Cola light because of an “I’m fat” complex

– British couple: hairdresser + always drunk looking like guy. She: very friendly, bleached long hair, huge ring and necklace with amber, tattoo of a fairy around her ankle and another flower above her butt. I didn’t really understand if they were now living here or were just on holidays. He looked like an alcoholic, rather quiet though, with a tattoo on his right shoulder in the back (something tribal). His feet were dirty all the freakin’ time! I would say they were both around 25 years.

– Irish couple: her name I don’t know but it surely was something like Annabelle or Anne Marie. She simply looked like that. I liked her in the beginning. Curly blondish – dyed – hair, friendly. Then..things changed. I don’t know why. Just not my kind of person. She was putting on make-up for crying out loud! On the ship..in the middle of the ocean..gloss..mascara and some fancy thing for the eyebrows! Wtf? And her boyfriend was as stupid as a rock! Worse than two donkeys – as we would say in Romanian. He would always go “Fucking fucking fuck!”. But their accent was irresistible. Listening to them jabbing was like listening to Merry and Pippin from Lord of the Rings. 🙂

– another Irish chick: unimportant. Just that she was small, long eye lashed, very sharp face, had a ring with a green stone, green round earrings made of some textile. Was reading a very thick book treating it horribly.

– 4 Spanish people – 2 couples: I think the “he”s were brothers. One of them very hairy, curly, with cool sunglasses – John Lennon like, tattoo on the back of his shoulders. Did I mention he was hairy? 🙂 His girlfriend – Beavis look-a-like, with long face, lot of hair (they had to match, right?), without an ass, quiet. The other guy a bit less hairy, kind of like e cartoon character. His “she” was short but good looking, black straight hair, ALWAYS talking. They somehow pissed me off because of their inaccessibility. Whatever.

– German guy: Jonas. Looked like the base player from Limp Bizkit without the make up..meaning..a bit ridiculous. With a beard, but without mustache, a small pony tail, smoking a lot of Marlboro red. He had the attitude on a cool uncool guy, if you know what I mean.

– 2 British HOs: she 1 had a tattoo on the back, above the butt and one .. actually I should say two..on her butt cheeks, rather low positioned. She 2 – I pictured her as a sweet girl, but unfortunately she is not to become a sweet adult at all. Somehow they were the only ones quite attached to the crew, which I don’t think had anything else in mind than “drink & get laid”. They were all going “fuck off” and “shut the fuck up” at each other.

-2 guys – rather quiet. One of them was an angelic blond. Listening to music at their iPODs all the time, even though we had music on the ship.
I forgot the rest…

The crew: Skipper – fat, short, red hair … freaking everywhere, nothing like my dad; Dave and the guy with black hair and the guy who laughed all the time like an idiot – these were the ones caring about us, making the announcements, working on the ship, taking us with a smaller boot to the beach and so on. They were tooooooo damn talkative, sometimes even abusive, rather bad mannered, but in a strange way…fun.
Laura – the cook – French, a tattoo with some hebrew letters on the back of her neck, 2 piercings – one in the nose, one in the lower lip, 2 ankle bracelets. She cooked the most delicious fish on the first night on the ship. Came from France to have fun and make a living.

All in all, despite the colorful landscape, sometimes too noisy..it was worth! I slept extremely good in that tiny almost claustrophobic bed, had good food, got the chance to see how kinds behave in their world trips. This brings me to a regret I have. I’Ve never been in such a journey. Maybe it’s time to do so!

Oh..and something that would make a good motive for a tattoo are the most-used words by the crew: “Alright? Sweet! Happy days!” 🙂

Maybe I will put some pictures some other time. now I am really tired of all this writing.

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