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  • It is amazing how we make of every place we go to a part of us.

    I've always considered myself the kind of person that doesn't get attached to anything. I like to feel free and not to put tags and names to whatever kind of relationship I have with people, places and things. I just am; in the moment, in the place. I exist and I'm part of it for a little moment.

    The odd thing is that, when you work in such a secluded place as a cruise ship, surrounded by people under the same circumstances -away from home, from everything you know and feel comfortable with, etc- you get attached to them, and somehow you make of the ship your home. And it feels more like it than any other in the world.

    Practically it is part of your life in a way no other thing can be when you're on land. Everything happens there: your job, your personal life, your dreams, your frustrations... everything happens there. For 6 months it becomes the bubble and that little microcosmos where anything is possible, from meeting your best friend to the love of your life, from becoming the place you want to live in forever to the place you leave with relief when the contract is over.

    I've never been or lived in such a place, and ships hold a special place in my heart and in my life. They are that movable home that is never in one place, that uncanny thing that gets you from one place to another as you sleep, just to find out in awe when you wake up, that you're in freaking Italy and the next day you'll end up in Spain. All in a blink.

    Who wouldn't love that? I do, and is the first time in my life I can call a place home sweet home.
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