SEA Currents: Corwith Cramer
December 07, 2018
16° 42.285 N x 62° 15.077 W
Winds: ExS, Beaufort Force 3; Seas: ESE, swell 2 ft; Air: 28° C.
During a cruise with SEA Semester, there are many truly amazing things that happen and (for some reason) they always get all the attention on the blog. So this blog post is about a mundane comfort on the ship that is hardly ever mentioned. The title requires an explanation.
At the end of each semester, SEA Semester students clear out their bunks, remove their mattresses, and thoroughly clean every inch of their temporary homes. We call this process "Bunk Love" and I vividly remember the day on my student trip when we had to move out. There were tears and hugs and duffle bags oh my, BUT!
Let's not get ahead of ourselves. There are still two glorious weeks left in this semester and we do not need to worry ourselves about leaving yet. What I really wanted to say is this: it's never too early to love your bunk. I'm not talking about cleaning, though that doesn't hurt. I'm talking about embracing your literal hole in the wall on an emotional level. Build a nest. Feel the security of it. Appreciate its perfect size. Besides the bowsprit, my bunk is my favorite place on the ship. Why? Here is a list.
1. It is mine. Many things on the ship are communal, but this bunk is mine. There's something special about calling a 2.5x3x6 foot space your own.
2. I sleep there. I like sleep. It's my favorite thing besides being awake. Sleep is doubly relished aboard the ship since we are awake at funky hours of the day and night. The rocking of the boat is an expert dream-inducer.
3. It's cozy. But it also has a fan so it doesn't get too cozy (aka sweltering).
4. Sometimes you just need a break from great people, gorgeous views, fantastic sailing, and delicious food. How exhausting! People know that if you are off watch and in your bunk, there is no need for a Do-Not-Disturb sign because it's understood that you need You Time. You Time includes sleeping, journaling, reading, and sleeping. Yes, sleeping is there twice on purpose.
5. There are dinosaurs on my pillowcase. Yes, this pillowcase was on the ship when I arrived. No, it might not be when I leave. (Just kidding...)
6. When I crawl into it after watch, I feel like a used rag: dirty, damp, and limp, but I have done an important job and it feels good. Not much compares to the satisfaction of boat work.
7. It's home right now. I just graduated from college and all my things are in a storage unit in Maine because I've been living in many wonderful yet temporary places, like this ship, since June. My bunk is a consistent place in which I can lay down and call my own. Ah, such comfort.
So, now that I am done writing, what am I going to do? I bet you thought I was going to go crawl into my bunk, but it's much too nice out for that. Too warm, too blue, too breezy a day to be in a bunk. So where am I going? You guessed it: the bowsprit.
- Rose Edwards, Sailing Intern, College of the Atlantic '18
p.s. Hello family and friends! I'm happy and tired and healthy. I hope you are too (maybe not the tired part).
p.p.s. Hi Brett! I think of you every day and can't wait to hug you again. I hope that you are happy. I am really happy. Maybe I'll see you on Christmas or Christmas Eve? I really hope so. You're great and I miss you. (((Hugs))) I love you!