Door Chicken

Remember what I said about the vast majority of passengers on this ship coming from Australia & New Zealand? 

Now, think about cars and driving rules/ Got it? Now expand that to walking, stairs, and going through doors. North Americans (and all Europeans outside of the UK which doesn’t really amount for much now that it has exited the EU) drive on the right. People walk on the right, passing is done on the left. In an emergency, one veers right.  Drop this smaller but not insignificant number of persons on a ship where the majority of people drive on the left, walk on the left and veer left when confronted with an emergency.

Or someone in their direct path – which puts both on-coming people on a direct collision path.  

I have been watching this phenomenon since Hawaii and it became obvious. So I now walk down the left side of the stairs. I head through the middle of sliding doors and let the other person go first. If they duck one way, I go the other…

and tonight we travel back another hour (and I think jump ahead a day if this is when we are crossing the International Dateline.  So my – 6 hours from Pacific Daylight time turns into being 18 hours ahead. In reality – it means that I am still going to be watching some of my continuing education programs at 00Dark 30 in the morning – it will just be on a different date. Sucks…

But it is also how I found out that there are green lighting strips in the halls that only shine at night

The Mini-Haunting SAL is complete except for the backstitching.

and Dreaming of Butterflies

is also complete.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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