The Black Duke

Last Sunday night was strangely fun.

D took me onboard a Royal Navy ship from Britain - the HMS Monmouth (also called the Black Duke, apparently after a duke who tried to usurp the throne and got his head cut off for it :P).

Anyway, I was expecting to be either bored out of my mind or highly amused - I mean, I did go with D! :) But curiously enough, I wasn't bored for more than a couple of minutes. D was looking for sailor boys, but I found the officers a heck of a lot more interesting to talk to.

Okay, so they were considerably older than I am, but since when has that ever been a problem for me? :P They were friendly, and incredibly easy to talk to (even if one of them said I looked like a rabbit caught in headlights.. haha!). And they kept me entertained, pretty much the whole night.

Although, I WAS highly amused, as predicted. D's antics were hilarious, to say the least, and I just thank God that the officers found her preoccupation with seeing sailor boys amusing instead of insulting! :P

That night reinforced my love for the British sense of humour. And also their more reserved and less in your face ways... Maybe that's why I was much more comfortable than I probably would've been on an American ship or something.

It was a good experience.. It's just a pity when you only meet someone for a couple of hours then never see them again. That's the part that sucked. But I'll always have the memories of my first time aboard a navy ship.. and they'll always be really goood ones :)