Nearly
three weeks have passed since this ship took off from Louisiana U.S.A. and now
finally this ship will be reaching soon to its destination, the country named
MALTA. The first stop before hitting the dry docks , after MALTA if I'm correct
will be Lebanon then the dry docks somewhere in Bulgaria, then probably (or
most likely ) that big plane home. This may sound simple enough but it takes a
lot of time before this actually could happen - the only thing I'm certain is
that after the dry dock repairs , I'd be finishing my contract and be going
home soon.
For
now I guess I'd just be happening to describe what went on in MALTA…..
Currently
I know very little about MALTA. All I know is that this is some island nation
in the middle of the Mediterranean sea south of Italy, very small and has only
roughly a population of half a million. Aside from that I know nothing else,
anyway it doesn't really matter.
For
the moment most of the mooring ropes are put up and transferred to the aft
part, eight mooring ropes were put up. Probably because the mooring will be
done on the SBS procedure (ship, buoy to ship mooring), meaning this ship will
tie itself first on a buoy then another ship will be coming along to get the
cargo. From what I heard most of the mooring is on the aft and the forward will
be just left being anchored.
During
the work of hauling up the mooring ropes from the steer gear room. BOSUN AMICAN
was a bit bitchy and was shouting out a few guys on the deck area, anyway it
was none of my business then suddenly his attention suddenly shifted towards me
pestering me about some rope i was coiling near the portside spring line
winches. Out of my annoyance i shouted at him saying in tagalog "eto na
nga hinihila nah ! " (translation in English : "Yeah I'm already
dragging it ! " ) , I'm not exactly sure if he was surprised or definitely
pissed off but I do know he looked at me straight for a few seconds before
resuming his usual bossy behavior. Later in the afternoon, A.B. Homer asked if
i had an exchange of heated words with the BOSUN, I said yes and added that he
got what he deserved.
November 19, 2013 Tuesday
On
early morning this ship arrived at Malta, at about 1am. I stayed awake for the
whole night knowing that soon after our arrival this ship will be dropping
anchor , As expected. Dropping the anchor took us only a few minutes to
accomplish with no problems at all.
A
few minutes came by and the three of us (O.S. Del Monte, Bosun Amican and
myself) there in the forward part of the ship noticed that a small boat is
approaching at a very fast speed, I was ordered by the BOSUN to go to the
starboard side accommodation ladder and see who's inside the pilot boat that
will be boarding this ship. When i came there I saw A.B. Bryan struggling to
lower the accommodation ladder , Helped him out and saw that there was still a
"Pin" attach one of its safety locks, I pointed it to him and he
removed. The accommodation was lowered immediately.
Without
delay four people boarded the vessel, they were in camouflage uniforms and
having semi automatic rifles, I approached them and asked what are their names,
as procedure to the ISPS regulation in IMO. One of the men said that they are
the Lebanese Navy and that they are conducting "Pest Control" search
and no names are needed to be asked , He asked if he could speak with the chief
mate and have the all crew proceed to the starboard side accommodation ladder
area. I replied that the chief mate is in the CCR, one of the men directly went
to the accommodation area to speak with him.
To my surprise these ship skipped out Malta
and went straight ahead to Lebanon, i thought earlier that this ship would make
a stop over in Malta first
While
one of the uniform guys went to the accommodation to speak with the chief mate,
Our BOSUN Amican quickly took off from his location in the accommodation ladder
and went to the accommodation block. Well didn't know a rude bastard like him
could ran away like that, - probably
scared the shit out him seeing a bunch of camouflage guys with semi-automatic
rifles, i could just laugh on how he reacted.
A
minute or two came by and there was a P.A. (public address) on the whole ship
announcing that all crew should proceed in the starboard side accommodation
ladder and soon afterwards all the crew went in line single file at the
accommodation ladder. 2nd mate Renan Olis Oveda , brought along with him
passports for the whole crew and gave
them to one of the guys in camouflage uniforms. They checked our identities one
by one via these passports.
It
was over after half an hour, after the identity checks, the guy earlier that
went inside the accommodation (the guy who wishes to speak with the chief mate)
Conducted a cabin search one by one (with the captain of this ship) before
leaving the accommodation block, after that these four Lebanese Navy Soldiers
disembarked our vessel and said "thank you for your cooperation" .
All of us went to the accommodation block afterwards and took a rest
A
few hours later at about 7 in the morning i was awaken by A.B. Homer and said
that The Chief mate ordered me to bring some coca-cola cans and a few mineral
waters at the CCR, apparently there were a few visitors that came while i was
asleep. I went in a hurry to get those cans and bottles from the dry store of
the galley up to the CCR. Messman Ferdinand Penera saw me and said that he had
already put coca cola and some mineral water earlier. Bastard blames me that I
should had put it before this ship arrived in Lebanon and scolds me for it,
Honestly i don't give a crap on what he says - he lectures me on something that
he himself can't practice at all. Compared to him , he's much worse.
At
8 am in the morning i went out on the accommodation block to work and do my
usual routine, I was at the upper deck area when i saw familiar figure wearing
blue long sleeves. It was Mr. Ards !!!
Really glad to see him that he returned on this ship again , For a
soviet this person is pretty nice to other people - as in really nice guy, a
bonafide gentleman . Somehow it gives me
comfort to see him again onboard this ship, I went to him and shake his hand.
When
i went back to the entrance , i was surprised to see that A.B. Homer and A.B.
Jay are the only people around which I later found out from them that my work
scheduled was not 8am this time and it was 10:30 , worst part was that nobody
even bothered to inform me of this sudden change of work schedule - I only
learned it from A.B. Homer and A.B. Jay on the last minute. Anyway its not
really surprising that this happened at all and as a matter of fact , this has
happened to me several times already in this ship - No thanks to our very
thoughtful and considerate BOSUN AMICAN who doesn't give a shit about his co-
workers (being sarcastic here). Upon finding out that my work schedule was on
the latter, i hurriedly went back to my cabin and played "Far Cry 2"
video game instead just to kill the few hours i had to wait.
At
noon time i was informed in a short notice that this ship have to heave up
anchor again and look for another spot in this anchorage area. I did the usual
routine in heaving and paying out the anchor when there was already a good
spot. As for the work after the anchorage procedure, there isn't anything much
to talk about it since I just only chipped some "rust marks" and
painted them with a Primer coat of paint.
November 20, 2013 Wednesday
Was
a big surprise for me yet again, when this time it was not only 2nd Engineer
Ard's that came back, "Koba" the previous electrician came back as
well to replace Andriy. "Koba" is a nice and good person as well -
same as 2nd engineer Ard's.
The
rest of the day was pretty normal, did the usual work in deck. Painting and all
the rust marks of the deck. At noon time Pump man Liscano told me that there
will be two batches of people who will be going on a shore leave and asked in
I'm interested in coming along , He joked that if i don't tag along I'd be
doing work in weekends. I replied "Sure thing , an offer i couldn't
refuse"
Late
at night I went to the bridge to give "Bryon" a few order slips that
came in on the bond store, he said that the shore leave is scheduled to be 7 in
the morning . So i have to prepare early. Aside from news on the planned shore
leave , "Byron" informed me that the water rations is now reduced
from 1 case per week to 1 case per two weeks (bi-monthly).
November 23, 2013 Saturday
Took
a bath quiet early in preparation , and charged my tablet and cell phone.( The
tablet is used as a portable internet device in case i get to locate a nearby
WIFI Hotspot, while the cell phone is just plainly used as a camera) and waited
at the crew mess at around 7am in the morning, The Folks who would be going on
for a shore leave aside from me will be
, Mess man Ferdinand Penera, Pump man Teodolfo Liscano, Oiler Donald R. Rogel,
Oiler Mark S, Aquino, 4th Engineer Nino R. Lamsen, Chief Engineer Igor
Voytenko, Electrician Koba Tsiskaradze and 3rd mate
Byron Peter Fourie. At around 8am the service boat went along side on the
starboard side, we boarded the service boat which took us to the other side of
Lebanon (Christian side). During the transit I heard from the boatman that Lebanon
uses a "dual" monetary system and that the whole country uses and
accepts U.S. Dollars aside from their local currency (by the way its called
Lebanese pound) , According to the boatman "Jhonny" (Armenian
national) the currency exchange is about 1500 Lebanese pound to a 1 U.S.
Dollar. For convenience on our side , Its much better we use U.S. Dollars in
buying things here. Aside from that he handed us out our shore passes, which is
just basically a Photocopied front page of our seaman's book stamped with some
sort of Lebanese stamp from immigration. When we unloaded in his boat on some
small fishing area, we went directly to some guard post and showed our shore
passes and waited for some cab to fetch us
we were divided into two groups , one was 4th engineer , 3rd mate
Byron, Chief Engineer and Electrical engineers on the first group and the
second was me, two oilers, pump man and mess man. The first group went to the
doctor's office first (about 4th engineers condition) while our group went in
to the local city mall to shop and rendezvous with the first group on the
latter, during the wait we took some time off in eating at the McDonald's store
inside the mall. On the Supermarket inside I took the time to buy myself a Sony
Digital still camera. At about 1pm, we saw chief engineers party together with
"Jhonny" the boatman at the local city mall. They waited nearby the
entrance.
Out of my annoyance Mess man Ferdinard Penera was talking to
"Jhonny" the boatman about some filipina girls (A.k.a filipino
prostitues based in lebanon) and said if they could come along and have some
"good time" with them. I'm annoyed in the sense that it wasn't part
of my plan to go ashore and hangout with some Filipina girls (if i would i
could have done in back home) and it was Mess man who summoned these girls, and
I'm getting dragged along on their mistakes, Worst part the girls that
"Jhonny" mentioned (and mess man ferdinand ordered) were very Ugly -
Ugh !! Plain and simple. Those girls that came were very short as in around 5'3
feet only and had the similar looks of a typical Filipina maid located commonly
in the middle east (and else were around the world), not the upper class girls
that i always and typically saw in makati . Anyway My original objective on
this shore leave is to find a travelling bag , buy some electronic stuff namely
the camera i mentioned earlier and go sight seeing on tourist destinations
within Lebanon.
It was a good thing that "Byron" offered me earlier to
join their group and go sight seeing, So I decided to go and went on
"Byron's" plan. During the time when our group is splitting up and
doing their objectives. For some reason "Jhonny" the boat man doesn't
want me to join Chief Engineer's group (consisting of chief engineer, chief
electrician, 3rd mate) and kept insisting that I should be left with my
"own kind" , he even made poor excuses that there's not enough space
on his car for me (how come 4th engineer lamsen, who joined them previously got
to fit into his car ??). I'm not as big as 4th engineer and surely i don't take
up that much leg room , so why the hell should i be left out ? Its obvious that
"jhonny" the boatman didn't want me to come along and if it were not
for the insistence of "Byron" and the Chief Engineer , I could have
been left out among my Filipino lower classes along with those whore's.
When i was in the car together with chief engineers party. I was
asked by "Jhonny the boatman" why i prefer to be with other nationals
rather than "My own kind" , why did i ditched them out ? I replied in
a calm but challenging voice "Its true I'm Filipino, but that doesn't
necessarily meant that I share the same ideologies with my own kind" .
Our group visited a lot of places in Lebanon, mostly churches both
in roman catholic and orthodox Christian , we also saw a few mosque as well. On
what i can say on the surroundings in Lebanon is that the whole entire country
i think has a lot of military checkpoints and the soldiers are more visible
than the local police here. As expected to any military presence in the area ,
there were a lot of concrete road blocks , wired fences and tanks scattered
everywhere. In spite of the very visible military presence , social life in
Lebanon is very lively, We dined on a
few restaurants as well and visited a few shopping area's , along with a tour
on the business districts. Its hard to believe that despite the bombing's by
Israel and other enemy nations of Lebanon , they still managed to maintain a
good social civil order. Heck the whole country seems to be like "under
construction" seeing all those metal frames and construction equipment
(along with those heavy machineries). I took a lot a pictures of the
surroundings - after all its only once in a life time opportunity and that i
may not be in Lebanon ever again and if it did , it may take quiet a few years.
"byron" , chief engineer and "koba" took pictures as well.
After the sight seeing, we went to the boatman's house (or more like
apartment) , there we had an astonishment that his apartment had a luxurious
appearance despite having a profession of being just a boatman, hard to believe
that a boatman had such a wonderful and nice apartment (we pictured that a
boatman lives on a shack maybe somewhere in the outskirts of the city, anyway
we misjudge him) . We stayed on his place for a few minutes and introduced us
to his neighbors. The funny thing about having a neighbors in the middle east
(and Europe) in particular is that they're very warm and friendly and openly
walk on other peoples house without any restrictions at all. In
"Jhonny" the boatman's case in particular, i saw his neighbors just
walk in inside the house and make coffee in his kitchen and "Jhonny"
never minded at all on what his neighbors are doing. In the Philippines things
are a bit different when having a neighbor around , try to cross at least on
your neighbors fence and you'd end up being chased out by their dogs. I guess
here its all about trust here in Europe - something that Asian countries lack
of .
After the few minutes stay, we were off again out in
"Jhonny's" apartment and visited a popular land mark in Lebanon, its
more like a statue of virgin Mary on top of some mountain (or hill ) in Lebanon
(Christian side) after that we were planning on hanging out on some bar called
"Sky Bar" unfortunately we had problems locating this so called bar
and we hesitate to chat and ask "Jhonny" to bring us on any bar as
the bar he has in mind has "filipina" girls in it. Definitely a big
No-No for us. The chief engineer decided to visit the other group and see how
are they doing.
"jhonny" the boatman lead us to an dilapidated apartment
in the middle of the district, which when we went upstairs and came into a
small run down room and we saw the other group. As expected they were heavily
drunk and the room was foggy from the cigarette smokes, as usual also we saw
"Jhonny's"
Filipina whore's
along with them. Mess man Ferdinand was badly drunk , irrational and totally
fucked up, same goes also to Oiler Aquino and 4th engineer lamsen though I'm
not exactly sure if they banged one of "Jhonny's" girls , Oiler
Donald Rogel is unaccounted and missing which is probably off somewhere around
and banging one of "Jhonny's" Filipina whore's. The Chief Engineer
asked them on what time exactly are they going to go back on the ship,
the other group replied that they might go
back in the ship in early morning probably 5am. Chief Engineer says that it
would be difficult go back in the morning as they will have to pay separately
to "jhonny" the boatman in the service boat fare. The conversation
was very long , In the end they convinced the other group that it will be by
midnight that were going to return to Cape Tallin.
After the conversation, our group went out and headed to some
restaurant nearby and had dinner. My order was mixed cheese and some Mexican
beer (which apparently is very similar to tequila, that you put salt and some
lime on a beer) , Its was a heavy meal despite the menu looks like a light one.
"Byron" told me after the meal that my own "Kabayan" would
be definitely hate me for ditching them out in the mall earlier , he said that
i made the right choice in choosing and hanging out with them rather than the
"Lower Classes" .
Hard to admit to myself but "byron" is right - every
single letter on that word is right, I didn't travelled more than a thousand
miles away from home just to bang someone. If my reasons to travel is just only
to have sex , then its a very poor and unwise decision (and as a matter of fact
really lower's my dignity). My reasons to travel are not like that, never was
and never will. Us sailor are always branded as "every girl in every
port" , some close to a philandering womanizer. Sailors hate being called
that, but never asked the question, "Why are we branded like that ?"
"Sir, Its not my style to be hanging out with whore and
obviously there's no reason to hang out with them even though they're my fellow
kabayan's, I didn't travel away from home just to bang someone" That was
my reply to Byron . He agreed on what i
said and i knew i said the right thing and never bothered whether or not my own
kind will hate me for it, Never lower myself to them even for the sake of just
getting along. I have to make a stand on my principles in life.