My back's straight, my uniform is as clean as it’s going to be. Three charters ago, the primary guest had a thing for frozen strawberry daiquiris. She also talked a lot with her hands. I had three white crew shirts. Now I have three with impossible stains. But that’s okay. We’ve got a whole week off in home port before two days to get ready for the actual owners of the yacht. It’s a bit of a turnover. Getting out the good things, putting away the things we use for rental guests. Loading up the closets with the owners' clothes. But first, I get to sleep in my own bed and play with Ginger. Sure, Steven cheated a while back, but things are better now. We’ve worked through it.

The guests dawdle getting off because who wants to leave when you pay 100k for a few weeks? We stand and wave and wave until they vanish down the pier.