After having a couple days to reflect (and mostly catch up on sleep) I have to say that the month long owner’s trip could have been worse. Sure, some crazy stuff did happen and sure, there was drama, but when all is said and done, we got off pretty easy compared to what kinds of things happen on a regular basis in the wild world of yachting. For example, yes there was bedwetting, but that was nothing in comparison to the serial pooper from my STCW instructor’s yachting days (it also helps that cleaning sheets wasn’t my responsibility, but I digress…).
We weren’t entertaining wild bachelors looking to score and up all hours of the night (cough, Below Deck, cough) and we weren’t scrambling around to meet to frivolous demands (too much…). What we had was a family, and what family doesn’t come with a little crazy? To also be fair, as a nanny onboard, I consider myself extremely lucky that I was able to partake in much of the off the boat activities that came about.
There were long hours, four weeks of working without a day off, the stresses of being confined to our small spaces below deck, things broken, tantrums thrown, hitchhiking (yes, hitchhiking), and other countless instances that would make you scratch your head, but all in all it was a successful trip. This is the job we signed up for, and as with all jobs, it comes with it’s own demands and downsides. But look at it this way: now we’re in Alaska with a yacht, a tender, kayaks, and time to kill.
Things could be way, way worse.