Ship Trip

Ship trip begun at Hobart on the 15th of October at 7.00pm after a 2 hour delay we were finally under way. Expected seas were 4 to 6m winds from the North East, true to forecast we hit the high seas at around 12.30pm, a couple of sea sick pills were in order just in case and as luck would have it they were required. Trying to sleep on a ship in 6m swells is not easy, the swell was coming from the North west and the ship travelling South to South West, not a good combination. Got up out of the bunk at around 1.00pm and thought I would go down and have a cup of tea, big mistake.
Upon arriving in the mess I found Nick, one of my cabin buddies sitting on a seat with legs spread trying to counteract the movement of the ship, as I exited the door from the stairwell the ship lurched to starboard, not really having sea legs saw me shoot across the mess crocs moving at half the speed my legs were, hitting the wall on the opposite side which in turn had Nick in fits of laughter and me thinking WTF.

My intentions of a cup of tea had now dispelled to thinking why did I ever consider leaving the bunk, then a wave of shit, my guts don't feel to good better sit down as quick as possible before fall down. Upon dragging the chair out we got hit again the ship lurched again which saw sauce bottles and chairs go shooting across the floor and tables alike I turned to Nick and asked what the F*&k are we doing here, between fits of laughter at what had just occurred and hanging on, his comment was "I have no idea, I thought a cup of tea would be nice, I couldn't sleep", on that note I said "well I'm going back to bed" (this was mainly because I thought if I don't go now, I'm going to throw up all over the place). 

Back into the bunk, feet jammed against one end and head against the other, we rode the night out.