Waking up to “Good morning, this is captain speaking” is, I think, my least favorite thing of all. The ship is in port, we have no classes, and it means you can go to bed and wake up a little bit later, right? Wrong.
Almost every day you would be woken up by the pleasant voice with perfect British accent. The thing I can never understand is why do they need to do this in the morning, at 9, 10 am. And why are they using the general announcements channel that can be heard in the cabins, if the drill (and it’s an announcement of the safety drill for the crew) is planned beforehand for the crew only?
Nevermind. I completely forgot about these drills again. And when after the announcement they turn on the alarm… A couple of short hoots, and one looooong, that just finishes you. Brr, you don’t want to wake up to those!
Yesterday I had my first field lab for the Acting class. We went on a tour of Abbey theatre, the most famous theatre in Ireland. The props mistress took us on the stage and a bit backstage (unfortunately, we had little time), and then to the building across the street where they keep all the props. I tell you, it pretty much looks like a pirate’s lair!
Then we had lunch (beef stew and mashed potatoes, super typical Irish meal) in a nice old pub, and were driven back to she ship to swipe our cards (aka confirming that we’ve completed the first part of the lab). But then we were lucky enough to get a permission to go to the city and get to the theater ourselves, and not by the SAS bus.
Thank you Dublin for multiple wifi networks, at least one of them is always working. I may sound like a wifi addict, but everyone who’s been on Semester At Sea knows how much you want to just Skype your family after a few days (or weeks) at sea. There’s no good network on the ship, and you’re limited to 120 minutes and 50MB of data per semester.
Then I went down the main street, still hoping to find some light hiking boots, but instead I found the biggest souvenir store I’ve ever been to. It was so cool that I had to pull myself together and get out, with three bars of Irish chocolate. By the way, do you know which flavor was the most common? Why, whiskey of course!
Found my way to the Abbey theater, got some wifi there and was able to finally skype my parents, which I couldn’t accomplish for a month because of their work schedules.
The play – Shaw’s Major Barbara – was okay. Actually, reading the play was more thrilling than watching it on stage, which I guess is not a compliment. I know it was one of the last performances of the play this season, but still, everything was so over-theatrical. I mean, I’ve been to some plays and I know what’s it like to watch the actor holding your breath, because his/her work is a pure thrill. Not this time. Probably it’s just a different acting schools tradition. And now I have to write an assignment on my favorite/least favorite actor in the play, and I just had neither! These guys were doing what we’re always taught not to do, they were reciting – with a pitch, with lyricism, but without a heart. Normal people don’t speak like this. On the radio we were taught that a person on TV can fool the audience by his appearance, but on the radio you’re naked, and every insincerity in your voice would be noticed. I think on stage it works pretty much like on the radio. Many people liked it though.
We got on the bus and returned to the ship. Said goodbye to our guide Ena, who was super interesting to watch – she was so emotional, talked so fast and so much, and used lots of Gaelic words. It was a good cozy day. Now good morning, and back to exploration.