| Picture the scene: Its a beautiful morning in Tenerife and you're waiting outside the hotel for a chauffeur driven car to whisk you off to work. Having been flown out by the company the previous morning you were put up in this luxury 3* hotel with breakfast. The chauffeur arrives and you are soon speeding towards the dock, where waits an elegant liner, the sun gleaming off its carefully tended hull. Yes, you are a cruise ship photographer.
Having finished university furnished with a fairly serious degree I have decided to spend some time in search of fun and frolicking. An idea which would most certainly have held more weight if my bank account did. However, all was not lost. I'd always thought that working on a cruise ship might be a laugh; lots of parties, beautiful destinations, cool people, what could go wrong? I reckon I'll try my hand at a spot of on board photography. A mere 3 weeks after making my application and here I am Armed with a massive flash, some ugly safety boots, a pile of uniform and a medical certificate. Oh yes and...don't forget...my 'seaman's discharge book'. Nice. What can go wrong.
Well first of course the taxi is an hour late. The phone number I have been given for the port official is wrong and I'm left thinking that the ship has departed sans moi. When the taxi arrives, not only can they not fit my humongous case in the tiny boot but the taxi driver isn't actually allowed to drive to the dock. I finally arrive in a state dangerously close to cardiac arrest with sweat pouring off my brow. The SECO (guy in charge of security) stares down my top before sending me off to 'the lab'. I am greeted by a huge sneeze from my new boss. She's got a cold and isn't happy to see me. What else can go wrong? |
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