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Cruise ships.

An escape from the daily grind,
to a world of pleasure.

Shed the surface,

and you'll discover
floating cities.

Delve even deeper,

and you'll encounter
a mosaic of cultures,

backgrounds and identities.

Where you are everywhere,

and nowhere at once.

These mammoth vessels are
designed with one goal in mind.

Revenue is king.

Many crew members work up
to fourteen hours a day.

Seven days a week.

For up to nine months straight.

No weekends.

No days off.

Most companies register
their ships in the Caribbean,

where labor laws
are a lot more lax.

Julio runs photography courses

for tourists too.

Not everyone carries
this burden.

A workweek can be 100 hours,

to 15.

There is certainly disparity
amongst the population.

The onboard hierarchies.

You have the seafaring side,

Captain, Chief Engineer,
Officers,

and the hotel side,

Hotel Director,

F&B Director, Cruise Director,
and so on.

The more stripes you have,

the bigger your teeth.

Why are people here?

Some people
come for the travel.

That fast-paced lifestyle.

Seeking adventure
and excitement.

And some people
are strictly here for the money.

A lot of crew members
wouldn't be able to make

as much back at home.

Living and working
onboard a cruise ship,

there's practically
no living expenses.

There's no rent,
you don't pay for your food.

And a lot of people are here
to provide for their families.

Whatever the reason,

ship life is not for the feeble.

You must be able to change
and adapt.

True on a work level,

but absolute

when it comes to life
on this traveling metal island.

Good morning,
ladies and gentlemen.

Six, seven, eight, we go

one, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, we go three,

turn, hold three,
look four, five, six, coupé.

One, two, three, four, five,
six and seven and eight and one.

Good, good job.

Tell me!

Good job the other night
on your...

oh, OK.

Work,

and your home and personal life
share the same space.

What time?

- 7:30.
- There you go.

You still manage to be late.

- Hey.
- Hi, man.

Who you live with
will be luck of the draw.

A good roomie
can make your contract.

A bad one can break it.

Yeah, baby.

Mr. Unbelievable!

Ohh...

Close quarters

is an understatement.

Hearsay spreads quicker
than wildfire here.

Nothing finer
than a Steiner—oopsie!

Anonymity is out the window.

Privacy is a rarity.

No rice, no power.

It’ll range between,
"hey, this is good,"

to, "what the fuck is this?”

Some of the crew may be allowed
in the passenger buffet.

Hold on to love and care.

Fish food.

Don’t play me wrong...

Internet we pay for.

Fuck you.

That new movie or episode.

Ship gold.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I’m playing.

What you playing?

I’m playing with Chanellie.

- Adorable.
- Aha.

You’re going to come
get me at the airport.

- Yes.
- Yes.

- You’re not going to school.
- Yes, Daddy.

Because Granny
at everything.

What Granny does?

Love you.

Love you too.

OK.

Bye, Daddy.

Bye, my angel pie.

Kiss Daddy also.

Disconnection.

Detachment.

The latest music,
to your loved ones.

For some, unbearable.

For others, a joy.

Ship life is dominated
by structure,

rules and regulations.

Feeding hours,
curfews, drug tests,

what you can wear,
what hairstyles you can have,

how many drinks you can have.

Cabin inspections.

Crew members go through
extensive safety training.

Lift him out of the water
with your legs.

Lift him out of the water.

- Don’t splash him, please.
- Don’t splash him!

- No room, no room.
- Give me one minute.

Each crew member is assigned
a safety role

in case of an emergency.

- Good afternoon!
- Good afternoon!

Save the guests,
then ourselves.

...after the exit.

Life jackets are not required
for this drill.

- 9140
- Albert.

Perfect, all you need to do
is just take a seat.

So please
be silent so we can listen

to the announcements.

I beg you...

Once a week
there is a crew safety drill.

- 250.
- 254.

- 277.
- Yes.

- 279.
- Yes!

- 280.
- Sir yes sir!

- 281.
- 281.

A necessary exercise

for those who actually do
something.

Find the wall
with your right hand,

do not take it off!

Viruses can make
for a lovely little epidemic.

Cleanliness is taken seriously.

Washy washy!

Rock the boat,

now rock the boat, baby.

The lowest of the low,

people who take out
your clothes...

before they're dry.

You fucking kidding me?

God...

So ever-present,

it is often forgotten.

The ocean.

Forever at its mercy.

Best friend.

Worst enemy.

The world's biggest playground.

Or certain death.

Rough seas
will crush the biggest ego.

A calm ocean
can bring about serenity

like no other.

When was the last time you saw,

completely unobstructed,

the horizon?

To be surrounded
by absolutely nothing

can be a profound sensation.

The ocean commands respect.

Give it,

and it will provide
an entire world of enlightenment

and beauty.

Life in this bubble requires you
to find ways to unwind.

But the list is a short one.

Dollar twenty-five beers,

three dollar bottles of wine,

two dollar packs of cigarettes.

If you drank or smoked before,
expect an exponential increase.

If you never did,

expect to start.

It's completely normal to drink
every day.

This poor little cooler is like,
"I can’t take it!”

When you only have hours off,

there’s no time to waste.

And any excuse
is an excuse to drink.

- Cheers!
- Cheers motherfuckers!

That’s actually
very interesting.

Tomorrow if you
remember something -

Yeah, I’ll call you.
Sure, no problem.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

The crew bar.

A magical place,

where people
from all over the world,

from all sorts of backgrounds,

come to unwind and mingle.

United Nations - with booze.

Music by whoever signed up
to deejay that night.

Major benefit
of having musicians onboard,

jam sessions.

Talented artists,

cheap drinks,

good people.

Long hours,

enclosed spaces,

open-minded people...

The party must come to an end.

Oh, there we go.

Yeah... Oh!

That was a concern face.

Dude! I’m worried about you.

Don’t worry about -
it’s not all for me.

- Awesome!
- Shhh!

Good night y'all.

Wait,
wait for Germán.

Yeah, let’s go.

- Do you eat some of the food?
- No.

No? You don’t eat it?

This big for you,
only you?

Only me.

I’m eating all of them.

Want Pepsi?

Fuck the Pepsi,
I got chocolate.

I know.

Zaw is bringing chicken wings.

Thanks to me.

The cabin party.

Hope the neighbors
bang on the wall,

rather than call security.

Cheers guys!

If they do...

Who it can be?

Zaw!

Hope it’s your friend.

How many people now?

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,
6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11,

12, 13, 14. This is nothing.

This cabin
had more than 28 people.

What?!

Fuck the police!

You know, fuck you all,

you’re wrong.

'Murica!

Ah, this is where
the laundry is.

Sorry guys, your tender ticket
hasn't been called yet,

so you're not allowed in.

Who’s fucking calling me
this time?

I want to be inspired, Barry.

Inspire me, Barry!
Inspire me!

Listen, he hasn’t paid 20 bucks
either way,

‘cause he has to pay 20 bucks
either way, right?

- Hannah’s in there.
- Aw, man.

- She’s peeing.
- I gotta pee, too!

Oh my god, you’re still going!

Anita!

What time
do you leave tomorrow?

- Red wine?
- No, the red wine—

Ladies and gentlemen gentlemen,

welcome to the stage
the magician of the...

100 years nominated by...

He will blow your mind.

He will come...

from the suitca...

he will appear
from the suitcase,

impossible.

I’m dying.

- Fuckin' 'ell...
- I need to breathe.

That girl will appear
from the smallest suitcase—

this is the smallest suitcase
in the world,

the smallest one,
this is like a 3 kilos suitcase.

And!

There... is...

Voila!

Oo, sorry!

Never have I ever been
in an orgy.

Have you ever had an orgy?

I’ve never had an orgy.
I don’t think I’d like an orgy.

I’d get so selfish,
like, "I want that!"

Weed, hashish, cocaine, ecstasy,
pharmaceuticals, spice,

even heroin.

It’s always good.

Oyoyoy!

Now somebody’s talking about...

Possession of narcotics carries
heavy repercussions.

Hello.

Um, OK.

A drug test.

The smart ones keep an ace
under their sleeve.

Fake urine,

or...

Rob.

Rob! Rob.

Listen...

Daily life onboard
demands adaptation,

effort,

patience,

and in many cases
sheer strength and willpower.

You either sink,

struggle to stay afloat,

or swim.

If you manage to keep
your head above water,

things become manageable.

Normal.

- Enjoy your day.
- Thank you.

And then,

you can start reaping
the benefits.

Each passing day is no longer
labeled by its calendar name.

But by where
in the world you are.

People pay thousands of dollars.

We tag along for free.

Each experience raising the bar.

Waking up in a different place
each day.

A temporary escape
from the bubble.

To be just another person
on the street,

anonymous,

normal,

even if just for a moment.

As soon as you step foot
off the ship,

you’re on a timer.

Every crew member has felt
the dread in the pit

of their stomach
of missing the ship.

You're probably fired.

Enjoy your meat.

You always have to go back.

Straight to work.

Unless you jump ship.

World travelers...

on a leash.

But if you are dedicated,

with time you’ll know
the real food spots.

Have your local bar.

I love you!

How are you?

Aw, thank you.

Make friends.

If the ship gods bless you,

you will experience
the heaven-descended overnight.

After spending
every single night

within metal walls,

a glitch.

No ordinary night...

Port time is precious.

Not everyone embraces it
the same way.

Go on an adventure.

Get out of your comfort zone.

Explore.

Traveler,

not tourist.

Embrace the differences
that make us unique.

Exploring the world
may appear undoubtedly

the greatest perk
of this lifestyle.

However,

equal,

or even greater,

This better be epic.

are the people.

The onboard community

is one of the most diverse
you'll encounter.

Your average group of friends,

black, white, asian.

Russian, Romanian, Filipino.

Australian, South African,
Saint Lucian.

Engineer, dancer, photographer.

Gay, straight, lesbian.

Muslim, Jewish, Catholic.

Getting asked,
"Where are you guys from?"

can't help but elicit a smirk.

Indian,

Indonesian, Balkan,

and Caribbean compose
a large percentage of crew.

Seven Jägers!

Seven Jägers!

However, about 40 percent
of crew members

come from the Philippines.

If you're not used to being
a minority,

you'll learn.

Naturally, many gravitate
towards each other.

And then there’s
the Filipino mafia.

I need some.

Whom you want to be in with,

for better or worse.

- So, you’re the new admin, yes?
- Hey, yeah, I am.

- Keith Chasen.
- Hi, I’m Chrissy.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

- Where are you from?
- Hawaii.

- Oh, nice.
- Yeah. Where are you from?

- Hey, Chasen.
- Hey.

- Can I sit here?
- Of course.

You’re not saving it
for anyone, are you?

No.

You’re supposed to say me.

Relationships develop
at a frenetic pace.

No, because I think you need it.

Why? What happened?
Why do you think I need prayer?

OK, I talk to God on
a regular basis, OK?

- That’s none of your business.
- Come in and get on your knees.

Known each other for a week,

sleeping in the same room
on a daily basis.

The environment
fuels relationships.

Mice in a cage,
what do you expect?

For many, this is a time to live
free of commitment.

The ship essentially
a revolving door.

Guests are forbidden fruit,

but this does not stop some.

Just ask last month's top
comment card earner.

Mr. Unbelievable!

Ship goggles and creepers
deserve a mention.

The former,
similar to beer goggles.

The latter,

intensified by the fact
we all live in the same place.

You’ll see them again tomorrow.

And the next day.

And the next...

- Hello.
- Hey.

There’s nowhere to escape.

Constantly surrounded
by other people,

it is still possible
to be lonely.

Some take ship life as an escape

from their commitments
elsewhere.

Others are worn down
by the long periods

away from their partner,

and fall into temptation.

A typical ship
couple is together

for as long as they’re onboard.

One leaves,

it’s over.

Some try to stay together,

but are pulled apart.

Every now and then,

two people who
would have never crossed paths

spend the rest
of their lives together.

And one and

two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight.

And pose.

Better?

Is that good?

Beyond the diversity
and multiculturalism,

the intercultural.

Ship life is a life of highs
and lows.

Saying goodbye
can be the lowest.

I sign off tomorrow.

It’s weird...

If travel expands your world,

building relationships
with people

from different cultures

blows it wide open.

You learn not only about
other people and their worlds,

but yourself
and your own.

Our differences
make us unique.

But in the end,

we’re all one.

I can make it, me too!

People often find themselves
coming back.

The lifestyle can become a drug.

Change keeps things
new and fresh.

It can become habit, comfortable.

How many “last contracts".

Embarkation will commence
in 30 minutes time.

Then there’s the prisoner

who only knows life
on the inside.

Normal life is no longer normal.

Ship life’s essence
is composed of extremes

and paradoxes, cycles
and change.

You are everywhere,

yet nowhere.

Living the life of an explorer,

while confined to physical
and abstract walls.

It gives a lot.

Woo!

And it takes a lot.

Lucky man!