#Me too... I'm a waitress on cruise ships
Miami, Hawaii, Bahamas, Bora-Bora... "There must be a way to visit all these exquisite places besides in my dreams", thought Ann obsessively, during her last year of college. And indeed, she finally found one, despite her meager means, being born in a modest family, in a former communist country.
22 years old, with the college graduation out of the way, she applied for a job on cruise ships, halfway across the globe, in the sunny, exotic Caribbean Sea. It was just a waitressing job for which she had to leave everything behind... her family, her friends, her entire way of life up until then. Even her higher education was useless in this new endeavor of her life, but what else was there? Her wish was to travel, to see the world, to experience new cultures and being poor was not going to stop her.
Little did she know about how excruciating would be to adjust to the life onboard, as part of a crew made of 1000 people from 77 different countries.
77 different cultures, traditions and customs, trying to make it work while sharing tiny, petty living quarters, in a prison like décor, located under the sea level, while working around the clock to create a dream vacation for thousands of rich, spoiled passengers. Shortly, the notion of cultural differences turned into a cultural abyss, but Ann finally discovered that the only two things uniting people across the globe are love and danger.
