Neptune Day
Crossing the equator at 3:00 a.m., our boat was thrown into a tailspin due to the outer lying gravitational pulls. Quickly awaking, I rushed to the aft deck to admire these forces of nature. As soon as set foot on the deck, awe struck upon me. Before my eyes, three whales were circling in the midst of a large whirlpool at the ship’s end. Never before had I realized the power of gravity! No, actually, the only noticeable effect was that the water in the sink formed two separate spirals. Though, I didn’t waste my time to arise to watch it.
This trek across the equator marked the beginning of Neptune Day. With the loss of one hour at midnight, our sleep was limited. Banging loudly to the clatter of drums, the crew marched up and down the ship’s hallways, bringing irreconcilable flashbacks of early fraternity days. Neptune Day had begun!
Congregating on the top deck around the small pool, hundreds of students animatedly prepared for the events of the day. First, the King and Queen of Neptune emerged amongst the raucous crowd. After proclaiming their initial remarks, the king and queen urged for the ceremony to begin!
Within moments, swimsuit-fitted students merged poolside in a failed attempt to form a line. Stepping up, the first guy was doused with the ceremonial fish guts/leftovers/gunk/who knows. With the slimy yellow geeww dripping down his face, he was quick to leap into the small pool! Following, hundreds of students continued the age-old Semester at Sea
tradition, without exception to me.
The Semester at Sea rituals were yet to be completed; it was time to for the shaving of the head. Proceeding rapidly, many students sat down for this rite, recognizing that they were on the verge of experiencing baldness for the first time. Shortly after being saturated with the foul substance, I prepared to resign from the two inches on my head. By the day’s completion, nearly 40 girls and 100 guys realized the necessity of spreading sunscreen on their hairless heads!
The equator behind us. Brazil ahead of us. And a Global Studies exam in between. Welcome to college on a ship!
TS
This trek across the equator marked the beginning of Neptune Day. With the loss of one hour at midnight, our sleep was limited. Banging loudly to the clatter of drums, the crew marched up and down the ship’s hallways, bringing irreconcilable flashbacks of early fraternity days. Neptune Day had begun!
Congregating on the top deck around the small pool, hundreds of students animatedly prepared for the events of the day. First, the King and Queen of Neptune emerged amongst the raucous crowd. After proclaiming their initial remarks, the king and queen urged for the ceremony to begin!
Within moments, swimsuit-fitted students merged poolside in a failed attempt to form a line. Stepping up, the first guy was doused with the ceremonial fish guts/leftovers/gunk/who knows. With the slimy yellow geeww dripping down his face, he was quick to leap into the small pool! Following, hundreds of students continued the age-old Semester at Sea

The Semester at Sea rituals were yet to be completed; it was time to for the shaving of the head. Proceeding rapidly, many students sat down for this rite, recognizing that they were on the verge of experiencing baldness for the first time. Shortly after being saturated with the foul substance, I prepared to resign from the two inches on my head. By the day’s completion, nearly 40 girls and 100 guys realized the necessity of spreading sunscreen on their hairless heads!
The equator behind us. Brazil ahead of us. And a Global Studies exam in between. Welcome to college on a ship!
TS