One of the most interesting moments of the whole trip caught us on the eighth page. =)
Do you think the boat is gorgeous? Do you think this piece of junk from '84 can be called a good vessel? Don't even think about it. I saw this ship from the inside. I was in the engine room, where I personally took ten ten-liter buckets of a mixture of water and oil from the hands of the person bailing it out. Water indicates leaks, and oil indicates the same leaks. Where do you think I was told to pour all those hundred liters? Into a small funnel, the other end of which is connected directly to the ocean.
Another example of the yacht's lack of luxury. The ship had an impressive kitchen. The kitchen showcased all the latest household appliances, from a high-speed stove to a closet-like refrigerator. But! For a while, it was strictly forbidden to turn on the lights in the kitchen. You turn on the light in the kitchen and bam! The whole ship loses power. At one point, the refrigerator imagined itself to be a microwave and steadily, straining, raised the temperature inside itself by 3-4 degrees a day.
And the last thing I'll tell you, but not the last thing worth telling. Several times a week, or even several times a day, we were warned about a toilet malfunction. The pump on the ship would stop working, and the water wouldn't flush or fill... This circumstance was very pleasing, especially in the mornings.
Well, there's no point in scolding the yacht... Like owner, like yacht. The captain is supposed to save the situation in such cases, but in the case of our captain, that didn't work. The captain appeared every day at 11:00. He walked around, annoying everyone with his arrogant manners. From 12:00 to 13:00, the captain ate (poor thing, he got hungry after an hour of work). By 14:00, the captain was already gone. =) But this hard worker received 10,000 American bucks. =)
tip #11
I want to talk about time. I think it's no secret to anyone that America uses a 12-hour time system. But still, a few points are worth clarifying, because we almost missed the bus to Miami due to the lack of this clarification.
p.m. (Latin post meridiem) - after noon, in the afternoon;
a.m. (Latin ante meridiem) - before noon, in the morning hours.
So, 1 a.m. is 1:00, and 1 p.m. is 13:00.
This is worth repeating before going to America. =)
By the way, Americans have no idea how to use the 24-hour system. Once, a guy on the bus asked us for the time, and I showed him my Russian phone... The guy looked at the weird numbers in bewilderment and asked for an explanation with his eyes. =)
Hooray! Several hundred liters of fuel filled, several dozen liters of oil filled, food bought for 4 thousand dollars, the whole team is assembled. We are setting off! =) Hooray, comrades, hooray! =)
It took us a long time to sail out of Miami, about 2-3 hours. Dozens of bridges were raised for us, and many ships and boats gave way to us. In Miami, there is more water transport than land transport, but even among this multitude, our yacht looked unique. =)
The ocean meets us with a warm, strong wind, throwing powerful waves at our little ship (yes! in the open ocean, even the most luxurious yacht is a grain of sand).
I knew I had a strong constitution, and I didn't understand how people could get seasick on a ship. But, it turns out, I knew nothing about my body. =) Not even 20 minutes had passed after we entered the open ocean when everyone turned pale... The head starts to spin (the brain cannot orient itself in space), you start to feel very nauseous, the slightest smells are annoying, food becomes the most disgusting phenomenon. The only thing that helps alleviate the suffering is sleep. Everyone slept all the time.
We sailed out of Miami at 14:00... We were already in the Bahamas by 10-11 p.m. All this time, I dreamed that I was seasick...
Bahamas!!! It doesn't matter that I didn't walk on Bahamian land, it doesn't matter that I only have 2 photos from this place, it doesn't matter that I was there for about 12 hours and 7 of them were at night! I swam in such blue water that I still remember with joy and sadness... How beautiful this world is, what beautiful places there are in this world. Just to see these places and realize all their magnificence is worth living for. You forget about all the nasty human feelings. Nature makes everyone friends, the love of nature is transmitted to man... I dived from almost the very top of the yacht into such clear water... One could write a book about this flight alone, which lasts a few seconds...
Maybe I will never swim in such water again, but I have the main thing left... Memories and feelings. Thanks to my memory, I can constantly fly into the blue water... For such a few seconds, it is worth living 20 years...
I believe that I received the largest part of the seasoning called "luck" precisely with the trip to the Bahamas.
