Greetings from the sunnalicious islands of the Bahamas! Welcome to my first blog post. This is going to be a unique recollection on my part of my various adventures over the summer. It is also all about you, reader… for what would a blog be, without someone to read it? An unread collection of ramblings by a madman is what. So. Onto the bloggage.
So this is sorta funny. I got to go on a cruise with the fam from Miami, which was kinda dope. It also gave me a chance to experience the Bahamas from a fat-american-touristy lens. It's been a fair bit of fun. Very relaxing. Tons to do on the ship. They even have a gym on it with it's very own Austrian yoga teacher (who gave me an Arnoldish "guessoutz!" when I was using a particularly squeaky pull-down bar during his yoga seminar). Two nights ago, they had a hip-hop night and I tried very hard to battle some guys, but they were bigger and doing island-dancy thingies and I got scared and so I just did a little dust-my-shoe step (à la Mr. Punjwani!) in my own little space. I also went for Bingo with my mum and my aunt and it SUCKED! Bingo sucks. Waaaayyy too much to eat, as well. So that's awesome. But yea.
Drinks are godawfully expensive and so I'm pretty depressed on several levels. Nonetheless, I must say that Samuel Adams is an AMAZING BEER! I feel stupid for not drinking it back up north. I also met some really cool Americanos, so it wasn't a terribly mundane trip. We talked about music and distinctions of Canadian/American slang and smoking green things and some other stuff. They were very nice. They also got a 24-hour alcohol/credit card ban since one of them got caught streaking through one of the cabin decks. At any rate, good times.
I have spent the last five days traveling deep into epitome of what I perhaps consider to be a peripheral popcorn representation of Western Culture (not unlike the first half of the movie The Darjeeling Ltd, only with India). That is to say that cruises seem to be extremely efficient at bringing out the consumer driven minimalistic side of the West. And naturally we like to consume. A lot. It's been scary/exciting/boring/relaxing/painful being on a cruise ship. Don't get me wrong. I'm all about ordering two entrées and consuming more than I need to. I mean, I'm kinda gung-ho about that. But yea… the charm is lost after a while. I mean it has EVERYTHING that you need to spoiled. And EVERYTHING costs money (I mean, there's a bunch of stuff included in your ticket, but the really good stuff makes you pay through the nose!).There's no-name philipinos and latinos to tend to your every need. Before you board, you turn in your credit card info and in exchange get a 'room-key-card' which conveniently enough doubles up as a 'money-manager' and lets you take care of any expenses which you might incur during the course of the travel. I guess what I'm trying to say is that the older I get, the more Foucault seems to make sense -_-
Anyways, it's nice to get that wee li'l lump off. Onto more happy stuff now! The ship docked in Nassau on day two and at the Berry Islands on day three, which is also part of the Bahamas. I spent the whole third day on the beach and it was kindof spectacularish. Although I tried to sunblockevery peripheral skin cell I have, I got burned like craaaaaaazy in the collar-bone area. A fantastic reminder that the high melanin concentration in my skin STILL does not prevent me from getting effed by the sun. Good times. I spent the rest of the day having a few drinks (some with the family. So, beaucoup d'excitement!). Speaking of alcohol, I've come to the conclusion that the drunker you get, the harder it is to understand Nietzsche (No duh). Also, the Bhagavad Gita makes a LOT more sense under the influence of alcohol. Like, really. All this s*** about detatched passionless action sounds a lot less boring after a few. The more you know…
Anyways, bleaders (blog readers)! That's essentially a summarized sense of what the north-american cruise experience of the Bahamas has been like. I fly to India next. I haven't been to India in almost two years, so that's exciting. More Jeet!blogs to be put up, so stay tuned and all that. Also! I hope lots of you are reading this, because, as always, I'm pouring my heart and soul and sweat and blood and tears into this. Hey reader. Know what the best thing about my blog is? You might have to pay for the seat. But all you're going to need is the edge.