We woke up around 9, probably the latest we’ve slept in a while. Lindsay tried to sleep longer but the rowdy softball team who had woken us up in the middle of the night was not any more considerate in the morning.
*nor where they all that decent if you could of seen this one girl sleeping (not that I’m perfect or look great when sleeping either but) she slept in the recliner face smooshed on the side of the chair so you could she he face between the seats and she had it so smooshed and gravity set in and it pulled he top lip up as her bottom one hung down with her braces all exposed while snoring. Cute for sure.*
For most of the day, we lounged around in the recliner lounge were we had slept.
*I went out to explore and see the couple of groups of humpbacks whales out in the distance and a pod of orcas (I saw one porpoise) out in front but way too far away even with my zoom lens. In Petersburg there must have been 25 bald eagles perched in trees and flying around in a ¼ mile of space. I see eagles up north but god bless America that was a lot of eagles and AWESOME! I also explored the ship for a while before returning to the comfort of my sleeping bag.*Our ferry made a few stops, in Petersburg, Wragell, and Ketchikan, but all of the stops were short, only 30 minutes, so we didn’t have time to get out and venture. And the weather was overcast and rainy, not ideal exploring weather. *There is something very entrancing about the rain though. I didn’t mind it. It left the coastline in a sense of mystery with the clouds haning so low and the fine mist, it seemed as if you were peering through frosted glass. At the same time it reminds of fly in fishing trip in Ontario with my dad fishing in the rain, because it’s the best time to go sit at the bottom of a creek flowing in the lake and snag the walleyes feeding on whats getting washed down. Some of my favorite times. I sat there staring at the railing outside the lounge collecting the mist and creating drops of water underneath, and as the boat swayed they’d gather together and drop. Such simplicity but such beauty in a mere drop of rain.*
They played a few movies… Lost in Austen, a spin on Jane Austen novel’s *That one of the creepy crew members came to make loud comments on all the characters to this older couple sitting next to us, like he was funny. NOT so FUNNY especially since he shut my blind I was enjoying the view out of and politely gave me a long wiff of his glorious BO, ugh vomit*, some movie about a lion that of course Lindsay enjoyed *It was a white lion COOL*, the Italian Job, and Mars Needs Moms. We spent most of the day watching movies, and uploading the THOUSANDS of pictures that had been taken onto my computer. Seriously thousands. *Bets can now be placed on the final amount of pictures taken. Keep in mind that 7 days in Ireland with my camera and B and I resulted in 1,700 pictures. Now we not only have my big camera we have brittany’s battle scarred trooper of a camera and her new impulse purchase toy and my crappy back up camera.I say we end up with as many pictures as miles traveled and that doesn’t include the deleted ones!*
Sometime in the afternoon, we ventured down to the cafeteria. Pretty nice set up. I had a cheeseburger and fries and Lindsay had some sort of sandwich. We joked with the cashier about my distain for loonies, the Canadian money that had been my roadblock to showering in Alberta when we saw a sign that said “NO LOONIES”. He teased me when I went to pay for my cheeseburger that they only accepted loonies. Lindsay had retreated back to the recliner lounge, but I had a real plate so I sat in the cafeteria and had my cheeseburger and fries while learning about the Alaskan wildlife from the table art. I got up to put my plate and some other passenger told me to just leave it on the table and someone would pick it up… I replied that my mom had raised me better than that, and the couple laughed and appreciated my sentiment. I took a quick tour of our ship… something like a poorman’s cruiseship with a bar, a viewing lounge, the cafeteria, a gift shop, and a solarium where some people were sitting on the lawn chairs in their sleeping bags. It had been raining all day, misting on and off, not ideal deck weather, so I returned into the recliner lounge to read and catch whatever movie was playing. I read for a while, until around 8:30, when I ventured downstairs to get some carrot cake I had my eye on. Lindsay joined me for a more substantial meal.
Then we returned to our lounge area, Lindsay took a shower, and then I did. Showering in public bathrooms on a ferry in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. * Sounds weird and maybe its just me it’s a little creepy showering in a stainless steel shower. I reminds me of the autopsy table in NCIS if Ducky showed up I would have died. Also after not washing your hair for a couple of days it feels so good and healthy maybe I shouldn’t wash it everyday, I’m gonna try that.* Metal showers in fact. Always something new. I chuckled to myself, but hey anything for a good shower. And the water was just how I like it, nice and steamy. Good work, Alaska Marine Highway. After my shower, I got ready for bed, and fell asleep about 11 pm reading my book in my sleeping bag on the floor of the Matanuska’s Recliner Lounge. *I was doing the same but only read like 4 pages while B’s over there racing through the pages like nothing. ADD and Dyslexia don’t lend to swift reading people.* We picked up some new passengers in Ketchikan and of course with nearly no one in the recliner lounge some man has to sleep in the row right next to me and groan and grunt until he got comfortable, really? Right next to me? Was that necessary? I THINK NOT! And to add to the annoyance some kid wouldn’t shut up and kept jabbering to his dad and not in a whisper. DUDE it’s 11pm the kids like 9 it’s past his bedtime tell him to shut up and go to sleep, honestly. The people of the ferry have turned out to be more to talk about than the people of the campsites since we really haven’t interacted with any except Pearl and some other young girl at some point on this trip. Dude I forget where I put the keys when I clip them to my belt loop and I have not a clue of the date or day of the week it is. That’s why I need B! She’s kind of like an idiot savant, I’m the idiot whe has to keep track of and she’s the savant. I don’t know what a savant is but I know its better than an idiot LOL. I suppose I could google it but that would require actual civilization and that has been few and far between so I guess I’ll just have to wait. PS that ferry horn made me nearly crap my pants every time not cool. *
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