slices of moments of pieces of me

about two weeks ago i decided to put Surprise on my TO DO list, because every time i was proud of myself that i had everything prepared, done and figured out, something unpredicted always comes up. so, ever since then, i am allways prepared for some kind of disaster or at least something that puts your day upside down. makes me go through life easier and at the end of the day i am so much happier when no big disaster happens.

yesterday i took half a day off and went along on one of the city tours. it’s the only way i can truly have some time off without feeling guilty or worried that i should be somewhere and do something. you go on the tour, the people see you are there for them, you take a look at the guides and then you do your own thing for 2-3 hours. at the end you pick them all up again and everybody is happy.

when i came back, it suddenly hit me…how strange it is that this basically cold, impersonal place that looks and functions like a hotel, actually feels like home. that we miss the ones who are on holiday and how everything is in place again when they come back.
how the crew corridor, basically hostile and unwelcoming is our playground, how we keep each-others moral up and how each one of us would do almost anything for the other. and most important, how we can laugh about anything and make it all go away by laughing at it.

don’t get me wrong, this is not Utopia, but it is a bearable atmosphere to live in and you don’t see this very often. of course there are frictions and gossip and backstabbing, but i try to look away from it and just pretend i don’t see it. what i don’t know can’t hurt me. maybe i am just being naive, or this is just a form of protecting myself and keeping a good attitude.