Neptune Day!
February 8th marked the day that the MV Explorer crossed the equator in open waters. We didn’t have class (because apparently we can’t have more than 4 consecutive days of class), and we celebrated an old maritime tradition, formerly associated with hazing marines or something. I feel like we shouldn’t celebrate these things, but I also don’t want to go to class, so it’s the lesser of two evils?
In order to become “shellbacks,” we had to be drenched in fish guts (that looked suspiciously like Nickelodeon slime), jump in the pool, and kiss both a fish and King Neptune’s ring. Basically, they want us all to come down with the same illnesses. Some people shaved their heads and I’m far too vain for that. I don’t want a bunch of bald pictures of me to exist.
The festivities took place from 7-12, and after they were over, we had TACO DAY. That’s right, taco day. After weeks of relentless pasta and potatoes, the kitchen came through and we had a fantastic lunch. It was probably the same quality of Taco Bell, but it just felt so right.
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