Sometimes I wonder if I'm a mad man. Just as I'm going through the most traumatic period of my life, I stumble onto one of the amazing opportunities of my life. I'm selling art on cruise ships.
Now it wouldn't have been possible if it wasn't for Tynan introducing me to cheap cruising years ago. There's just something about floating on an infinite body of water that gets to me every time. It feels like home, which isn't such a surprise since I used to live on a chemical super tanker as a kid.
There's so much to say about ship life so far, so here's a metaphorical start.
Imagine living in a very small town. And not like any other small town, you'll be living on top of each other. Just to throw some spice in there, your neighbors will be from all over the world. If you're from a western country, you'll also be the tiny minority.
The whole world condensed into a glob of metal and oil floating in a universe of blue.
Ship life… like hitting the fast forward button.
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