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From guest blogger, Shayla Hall:
Considering all the time I had to prepare for this beautiful stint aboard Khulula (1 week notice) you'd think I'd be prepared for every eventuality. However, as a true Polywog* I was most shocked not by the fact that Bryson now bakes fresh bread in the morning, nor by Hugh's neon yellow Speedo, but sea sickness so dreadful it made me consider jumping off the back of Khulula into the equatorial ocean.
Remember the last time you had the flu? Nausea, headaches, dizziness, sweats. Sea Sickness is like that - plus a fluttery and anxious heartbeat in my case, but that may have been psychological (@$#* this boat is small. #$%$ I haven't seen land for 6 days.)
Now imagine your flu-ridden self is pulled off the couch and dropped onto the Teacup ride at the PNE or local carnival. The cup jerks violently back and forth and you're slammed to the left side, the right side.the left side. Don't forget this wicked cup is bolted to an arm which swings in swooping stomach-dropping circles. You look anxiously over at the sadist operating this ride. Not to worry, Bryson tells you, it's normal. He slams to the right and tries to keep the steering wheel left. Hugh (the skipper of this passage) casually applies sunscreen to his upper thighs. You're getting the picture I imagine. Now add a few more elements - giant saltwater slaps to the face; equatorial sun that beats 30 degrees with 75% humidity; chores like cooking, going to the bathroom (yes this is a chore), showering** and of course night watch, and you're beginning to see the joys of your first open water crossing....
Read the full story on the OceanGybe website.
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