Crossing the Equator at Sea
March 8th, 2012
It is a tradition at sea that if you have not crossed the equator you are considered a pollywog. One must get permission from King Neptune and his court to cross over.
Luckily five passengers were selected by lottery to attend the King’s Court to get permission for all of us. It was a lively event with everyone singing “What do you do with a drunken sailor” after each passenger was accused of drummed up charges. Of course their penalty was to be drenched with all sorts of foodstuffs from chocolate and whip cream to flour and pasta. As our table-mate Peter said “What a waste of good food!”.
Thanks to five suffering passengers, we received permission from King Neptune to cross the Equator and get our shell-back status.
Next is Manta Ecuador…