In everyday life, whether you are on the way to work or simply wandering around the Marina taking photos with the beautiful yachts in the background, for sure you thought to yourself: “I wish I had one of those!” Yeah…we all did…
I WAS WORKING AS A WAITRESS BACK THEN, TRYING TO SAvE MONEY IN ORDER TO TRAVEL.
But has it ever crossed your mind to work on one? Well, it did cross mine back in 2013 when I had met the first “yachtie” person who on a question “what do you do for living?” answered:
“Yeah, you know I work & live on a superyacht, not only do I get to travel the World but I also get paid to do so!”
I was working as a waitress back then, trying to safe money in order to travel. What I was earning was perfectly enough to pay off the rent, food, clothes & social life. But it has never been enough to let me pack my backpack and simply go travelling.
Dream job! I thought to myself! That night the idea was born, I immediately asked what do I have to do and where do I sign up. Turns out I only needed to undertake a couple of basic courses which included: Fire fighting, Personal survival techniques, First aid ,etc., and start to look for my new floating home/office. I was lucky enough to meet amazing people who helped me out along the tricky way of finding my dream job.
I had to learn how to operate a fire hose and an extinguisher, which I was really afraid of, I finally put my feet aboard my new floating house and my new 43 m long workplace, and heard the words “Welcome onboard!”
After a couple of months later, a lot of research about the “yachting” industry and a lot of sweat while I had to learn how to operate a fire hose and an extinguisher, which I was really afraid of, I finally put my feet aboard my new floating home and my new 43 m long workplace, and heard the words “Welcome onboard!” I was so excited and felt like I could do anything! I moved in and not long after that we were ready for departure. (If it was a sailboat I would have said we set the sail up, but in this case we only turned the engines on, took the lines off the dock and left.)
Standing on the back of the boat which is called “Aft” all I could see with a tear in my eye was the Rock of Gibraltar, fading away and getting smaller and smaller, I decided there is no point on looking back at what I was leaving behind so I have moved to the front part of the boat (which we learnt to call “the bow”) from this perspective I could see new adventures, and challenges awaiting me on the horizon…
If you have read this far, and looking forward to read about more adventures on my travels hold on and stay onboard!