When I read the blog, I thought "hey, it sounds great!" I'm a Navy vet, and my husband is, too. When I joined, there were very few billets for women on ships, so I didn't get to serve on one, but my husband did, and here's how he describes it:
Only officers had quarters with only two people in them. Most of the sailors slept in a room with anywhere between 30 and 120 people. Bunks are stacked in threes. They were slightly over six feet in length and maybe 26 inches wide. The mattress was foam rubber about two inches thick. The top of the bunk lifted up and you stored your stuff under the bunk, maybe 8 to 10 inches deep. The bunks had curtains and each had a reading light so you could read in your bunk if you wanted to, but you had to listen to headphones if you wanted to play music so as not to disturb others. Not everyone had the same shift, and you had to stand duty at regular intervals in addition to your normal work hours. Each sailor had one hanging locker that was the height of a man's suit coat and about six inches wide. You had shared bathrooms and you took Navy showers -- turn on water and get wet; turn water off; soap up; turn water on and rinse off. You weren't supposed to run the water for more than about a minute in total. They were at sea without hitting ports for three months at a time. My husband actually was off the coast of Iran during the hostage crisis in 1979.
No swimming pool for the crew. Chow hall serving Navy food and you eat what they serve. No TV's in the sleeping space. There was one in the eating area, some work spaces, and lounge areas.
It's even worse on submarines. And these Navy sailors live like this all the time, at war and at peace. I know of no Navy sailors who wouldn't be ecstatic at the conditions this young woman's blog recounts. It's a cruise ship, for Pete's sake, filled with people who can afford to cruise (not like the Pakistani refugees my husband's ship picked up at sea and nursed back to health.) It's all about perspective. I agree with the poster who wrote about how entitled people feel. She wasn't willing to try foods from other cultures, but I think if she got hungry enough, she would have. At least it wasn't C-Rats or MRE's. And just try living in the field with all your possessions carried on your back and sleeping on the ground every night. Sorry, no, I do not feel guilty about the fun I have on a cruise, nor do I feel the least bit sorry for any of the crew members. If this is the worst experience the crew members ever have, they've led a blesssed life indeed.
-Dorothy (LadyZolt)