Sorry, sorry / We're close to India

As y'alls can see, I've finally updated m'blog. I took so long to do so because during the stretch between Cape Town, South Africa and Port Louis, Mauritius, I had learned that Mauritius was a land of free wireless, so I just waited.

Then we got there and it wasn't working...and I didn't get back onto the ship to upload because I was in Mauritius.

Then it took me a while to get my ish together. I spent the last few days editing all of my pictures so that they could he uploaded nicely aaaand they're going really slowly, so I'll have to do that in port.

Anyway, I promise I shall be more loyal to this blog now. Honest. Posts no less frequent than once every few days.

Jesse - Yes I can receive email. Hit me up: mmmm.gin@gmail.com or whatever address you have.

I don't know if I've already written about this, but postcards from Mauritius um... won't actually be sent from Mauritius. See, in my short time there, I hadn't learned that Mauritian post offices close three minutes after they open, which is about five hours before I wake up. So... those of you who receive postcards from Mauritius, written at sea, and sent with Indian postage, pretend not to have.

Entertainment on the ship has been lovely. We've been rocking the Bollywood. Ones I recognize the few times I've been able to turn the tv on are Water, Fire, and Monsoon Wedding. I'd seen the first and last before, and didn't really finish Fire. Hey I can't succeed at everything. It was good to see Monsoon Wedding again. It's one of my favourite Indian films. Watch it.

Our interport lecturers for India are awesome. They're a family. The man is... something I can't remember, and the woman is an astrophysicist. They're both beautiful. I shall take their picture (and then not upload it because the internet is too slow - agh).

The interport students for India keep staring at me, too. I wonder if they can spot my Indian.

I wish we weren't going to Chennai. Chennai is dirty.

I need to make plans for China. I'd love to wake up one morning on the Great Wall.

I missed breakfast today. I don't see why I can't seem to figure out how to make using the internet, getting sleep, eating meals, and getting to the gym co-exist in my life.

Speaking of that, I have to dramatically change my setup. Semester at Sea doesn't exactly cater to vegetarians in a healthy manner. All I've been eating is pasta and whatever reinvented potato dish they serve at every meal. I know I said I'd stop being a vegetarian for the trip, but what's available on the ship isn't exactly the best reintroduction to meat, so I end up filling up on carbs. I've been upping my salad intake, but egads is it hard to stay full on that. Whenever I find protein I can stomache, I'm overjoyed. It's definitely not something I get three meals a day, though.

Alright. Enough talk of food. I'm going back to bed before Global Studies. Word got out that I take "excellent notes" so Dia wants me to give her a copy for the special kids who can't make it to class... which pretty much means I have to go to class now. Just when I was beginning to figure out that I could get an A without showing up.

.....heheheh... with the exception of the one B I received on the first Global Studies exam (which I totally blame on the initial misery caused by the setup of this very establishment), my grades have been pretty shiny. All of my exams, all of my papers which were written at the last minutes.. A A A A AAAAA.

Lessons learned: I rule, my genius only comes out at 4am after 6 cups of coffee, and nothing should ever be done in advance.