Friday, June 11, 2010

Bertus's Wheels for the season

Driving on the opposite side of the road, on the opposite side of the car and to top it all off, we in a huge car on the small roads of France.

Freak out..dum dum.. FREAK OUT!
Was scary but now he is a natural.

Loved Ones Re-United

Re-United after my charter and Bertus getting back from SA.
My Captain said it was fine to have Bertus on board for after charter celebrations.
It started with that Magnum Champers...oohh la la...

Some Cannes surroundings

Went to the local pub and asked them to make a Spring Bokkie shooter for us as there was a big game on but couldnt remeber against who. Nevertheless, they didnt know how to make it so they said I should show them, and I did.

Vwala...a Spring Bokkie...thank you kindly frenchman.

Who provided babes - who Provided, you want it - I got it.LOL

Then later on that evening we went to Nice where Bertus boat is berthed and ate at a restuarant on the port where a Spanish gentleman was playing his guitar for a small fee. We gave him 10 euros to stay at our table and play. How romatic it was.

After went back to the hotel I was staying in for the week, snuck bertus in and slept like a bomb for the first time in what felt like forever.

Happy as can be!

Bertus and I made a bet at Bia's place as to who was going to have the first 500 euro note...I won this one babes. Walking around with a R5000 note is great. LOL problem is there is only very few places that accept them. Where is the fun in that then huh...

Khalil and his girlfriend took me to this coffee shop....and I cant remember the name...dam.
Anyway what amazing little cakes they have...YUUUMMM...

Cannes Film Festival

Right so its Monday - we had just gone to the Perfectuner who aparently could assist us with our visas, however due to the fact that we had a non-professional visa they sent us packing. Bertus then decided he needed to fly to SA pronto and get it sorted...well done babe.
But what you see in these photos is me upset about the visa and blown away that Bertus was actually going to fly home with nothing other than his passport, flight ticket and the clothes on his back. NOT EVEN A TOOTHBRUSH for goodness sake...could and still cant believe it. You make me proud babes....

Still not happy....LOL

Tuesday I started my charter on Avella which was 2 weeks for the Cannes Film Festival.
This is one of our day wear uniforms, not really pretty but practicle when it comes to making up cabins.

Khalil (Deckhand)the one closests and Giles (Chef) sitting in the crew mess taking a breather from the chaos. Giles is the one who managed to get me a job on his boat MY LULU V.
Great guy...thank you Giles

Evening wear uniform for the cocktail party.

Absolutely nakkered - Khalil caught me in this pic...cheeky bull hadnt kicked in yet.

Other day wear uniform when guests were on board, very comfortable shorts/skirt. There is a name for it but cant remember...

Early morning laundry run, hit my head in the bosun's locker - not impressed and had just finished muttering a few works to Khalil for leaving a mess in there, resulting in me hitting my head. Was like an obstacle course dude...

Captain Gary and Khalil in the crew mess eating food...think it was fish that day. Julietta the Chief Stew cant stand fish, the entire crew mess stank of it and she was pretty much sick for the rest of the day. Sorry chick - fish was good though

This is the boats Fly Bridge done up for the one of many cocktail parties.

We had 3 bars running on the boat, one in the salon, one on the aft deck and one on the fly bridge. This one is the fly bridge

Right seeing as we had 180 guests on board, there is only so much a 20 year old boat can handle 'toilet wise' thanks to many lady bits and entire rolls of tolet paper beng used at any one sitting, the bilge pump gave way, resulting in the port twin cabin flooding with bad smelling icky stuff...poop and much much more. Khalil and Julietta trying to sort the problem out while keeping it on teh down low from the guests. We stayed up till 3.30am trying to sort the issue out.
Thats what you call a shitty situation...literally.

We couldnt get enough ice so we hired 2 ice makers, which in all fairness was a pain to begin with but had we not had them babies we would'nt of survived.

Taking a sneaky breather away from the guests....just 5 more minutes swear

Oh so tired in this one....4 days of charter and only 6 hours of sleep...was on red bull and chocos as a staple diet. There literally was no time for anything else.

Wearing Avella unifrom proudly

I was manning the Salon Bar this particular evening where we hosted a cocktail party of 180 guests on a 37m boat. Guests on the boat left us 2 bottles of Magnum Champers...YES PLEASE

Julietta and the boat are one, she has been working on Avella for well over 3 years and probably knows more about the boat than Gary (current Captain). Awsom chick.

This my dear friends is what sleep deprivation does to ones sanity.
Thanks for an amazng experience, had I not got to temp work on your boat I would not have met Giles and would not currently have a job. Thanks a Mil.x

Oysters on Sunday at the Fresh Market

I arranged for Molly (Captain of Tinto II), Barry (Old time Skipper), Emily (Chief Stew on Cheeky Tiger) and a couple of locals to join Bertus and I for oysters at the Fresh Market in Antibes. 6 euros for 12 oysters fresh out of the sea. Some good rose and great friends, miff cheese and side finger bites, the day turned out really well...

Check them beauties out...hhmm

Got full on oysters then turned to the bread, bought some olives, cheese and the weirdest thing - pickled garlic, which doesnt leave the garlic after taste at all. Tasted great!

Molly renoun for pulling faces. The best mother and friend you'll ever want and need.
Great lady, big heart...we love you Molly.

See I dont even know what to call this - a fountain? - is it a fountain... I shall call it a fountain from the floor - Bertus posing in the fountain looking pretty with his umbrella he just scored from Cheeky Tiger crew.

Dinner snacks later on that evening...WHAT A GREAT DAY IT WAS INDEED!

OOOHHH dont let this little piece of cheese fool you - no sireeeee - thing little thing which looks like camembare (if that is how you spell it) tastes RANSID...vile, miff, cheese that I cannot even pronounce. Do not be fooled my friends....BAD CHEESE!