It's a running joke on the ship, that getting married is totally worth it, if only for the cabin. I'm pretty sure I agree.
Tuesday, August 4. 2009
cribs, mercy ships style
My mother's been bugging me for a while to show her photos of my cabin. She's the type that needs to see a place before she can picture me there. Since today was my only day off this week, I decided to oblige her.


Lets go left to right, shall we? You can click any photo to see it bigger. First we have our "entryway." That giraffe on the door is my favourite thing in our cabin (other than my husband, but he was at work, so there's no evidence of him in this set). If you turn around, you can see in the second photo that we have something a lot of people don't; a full-length mirror. We're actually able to see more than just our heads on any given day, and if you look closely at the reflection there, you can get the best idea of the total layout of the cabin. That chair with the yellow seat was scavenged out of a friend's cabin when she left. She conveniently forgot to tell me that it was falling apart, so we don't sit on it. It usually just holds my scrubs before a day of work. On your right as you walk through the door is our bathroom (the last photo). Please note that almost the entire bathroom fits within a single frame; the sliver of door on the right, the sink and toilet, and the little lip that's the only thing keeping the shower water from flooding across the floor. Moving on!


Here's a better look at our couch. Notice the absolutely-necessary world map stuck to the wall with magnets above it; a lot of cabins on this ship sport one. The couch is a nasty beige, so I tucked an Ecuador blanket into my suitcase when I came over, and it adds a splash of colour to the place. I got the blue footstool in the Boutique, where it used to be some other nondescript colour. A big old piece of cast-off fabric makes it match with the Ecuador blanket, and there was even enough left over to sew a cover for an ugly pillow! Our little kitchen is on the right side of the cabin, just past the bathroom. We inherited the fridge, microwave, kettle and a ton of tupperware. If you're standing at the sink and turn around, you see what's in the last photo, our little desk area. Phil gets to keep his computer on the side near the chair, because I usually use mine sitting on the couch, my feet up on my little blue footstool.

Okay, I know I said the giraffe hanging was my favourite thing in the cabin, but I might have to recant. Because I forgot about my linen closet. Yeah, I said it, and I'm going to say it again, but this time I'm going to use all capitals, because that's just how excited I am about it. I HAVE A LINEN CLOSET! I spent last year with all my stuff crammed into one side of a closet. This year, I not only have two sides to myself, but I also have a whole unit to the side there, just to hold my extra towels and sheets and things. All the storage in that entire photo? It's mine. I am a happy woman. The last photo is our bed. There are curtains to either side that we can pull across the bottom, which kind of divides the place into two tiny little rooms. We usually just have the fairy lights on at night, since too much florescence just isn't healthy. And underneath our mattress (which is actually two twin mattresses with a big old crack down the middle)? Underneath we have more storage. More storage, people!
It's a running joke on the ship, that getting married is totally worth it, if only for the cabin. I'm pretty sure I agree.
It's a running joke on the ship, that getting married is totally worth it, if only for the cabin. I'm pretty sure I agree.





I have to tell you I am hardpressed to think of a blog that creates a stronger yearning to serve God adventurously than yours does.
Thank you for writing, even when you're tired, sad, hungry, discouraged, etc.etc.etc.
Thanks for sharing!
Hugs to you,
Elizabeth