Cruise Day Fifteen: Splish Splash

You know that particular species of narcissism, the one where what you do is supposed to have some effect on what happens to others? The kind of thing I'm talking abou is where you wear your green t-shirt and your favorite team wins a game, so you wear the green t-shirt everytime they play. Marjorie actually caused the Washington Bullets to win the 1978 NBA World Championship by dropping pins on the floor of our Somerville apartment.

Really.

I mean, you can ask Wes Unseld and he'll admit it.

Anyway, this is about a different instance, but it is nonetheless true.

One day, I was sitting on the "Sun Deck", which overlooks a pool. And the pool was just going nuts with the movement of the ship, looking like you could surf on it.

So I went and got my camera.

And it just immediately stopped. I saw one of the best waves in the pool as I was climbing back up from the Lido Deck to the Sports Deck, sat down on my chaise longue, opened up the camera and the damn thing just stopped.

So I went back to my book and it started again.

Opened up the camera, and this is what it saw:



Nothing.

And so I went back to my book.

And it started up again.

So I turned on the camera.

And this is what it saw:



At a certain point, you start to wonder if you can do it on purpose, or if you've just simply lost your mind. Because it seemed like it took just long enough for the auto shutoff on the camera to shut off after each time I turned it on for it to start up again.

Finally, I'd catch just a little tiny bit of it.



But you have to understand, there wasn't just a little bit, it was as though the whole thing was being drained down into one end and then would splash back, overflowing the outside.

Finally, after maybe an hour, I got this:




But that wasn't it entirely. I never got a still shot, but I did get this one piece of video: