Night Air

Tonight was our last day in new Orleans. For to the different schedule for permanently leaving a port, they moved the boat drill from 4 to 8pm. For the most part, this is pretty who cares. However the whole time I was out on the deck I couldn't notice that I felt more happy and alert than I normally do during boat drill. It wasn't until the end that I realized this was because I was smelling fresh, warm, night air for thwarting first time in months. Because of the fact that I am only ever off the ship during the day and the only place I ever go on the ship at night that has open air is the back deck which is riddled with cigarette smoke, I have not smelled that energizing aroma of warm night time air since before I signed on. What a strange thing to make my home sickness intensify. I can only hope that there will be more nights spent  outside in my future. Also hopefully pizza. I love me some pizza...