A little over three weeks ago, Naomi, Kelly, and I volunteered to work in the coffee shop. (We have a little Starbucks café onboard, one of the perks of having a board member high up in the ranks of Starbucks. Even better, all of the quality coffee has been donated for free for the next ten years.) We had a good time working together, talking with our friends who came through, and brainstorming about what we could do with the place. By the end of our hour and a half shift, we had the basic plans completed for implementing Fantastic Friday.
For the next week, we constructed a few signs, rounded up sound equipment, made a signup for the open mic, and gathered all of the cake mix we could for the introduction of Cwaffles to the Africa Mercy. Come two Fridays ago, there were many questions of what Cwaffles were, and also how this Fantastic Friday was going to go. As the aroma of the cake batter sizzling in the waffle irons filled the town square, people congregated. And we had a good time together.
It was a pleasure to see so much of our community onboard come out to come together. It was fun to see people intrigued by, and enjoying Cwaffles (cake waffles with a little ice cream on top, an idea passed on by none other than James-I’m-married-to-Teresa-Sorge) There were a few quickly crafted poems that were read, some serious songs were performed, and many silly songs were sung including a fabulous rendition of “My Heart Will Go On” from the Titanic soundtrack done by three gentlemen in high pitched, forced voices. Joy, a four year old cutie, even sang for us! In the end, we had a great time together. We were delighted that so many people came together, for a fantastic Friday.
For the next week, we constructed a few signs, rounded up sound equipment, made a signup for the open mic, and gathered all of the cake mix we could for the introduction of Cwaffles to the Africa Mercy. Come two Fridays ago, there were many questions of what Cwaffles were, and also how this Fantastic Friday was going to go. As the aroma of the cake batter sizzling in the waffle irons filled the town square, people congregated. And we had a good time together.
It was a pleasure to see so much of our community onboard come out to come together. It was fun to see people intrigued by, and enjoying Cwaffles (cake waffles with a little ice cream on top, an idea passed on by none other than James-I’m-married-to-Teresa-Sorge) There were a few quickly crafted poems that were read, some serious songs were performed, and many silly songs were sung including a fabulous rendition of “My Heart Will Go On” from the Titanic soundtrack done by three gentlemen in high pitched, forced voices. Joy, a four year old cutie, even sang for us! In the end, we had a great time together. We were delighted that so many people came together, for a fantastic Friday.
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Cwaffles? Sweet diggity! Sounds like they went over well, too. I tell ya...some things just transcend culture. =)
Hey man, I'm thinking about you and praying for you. I know how hard it must have been to see 40 of your crew leave. Goodbyes are always tough. Still, you've got a lot going for you. I think of you often!
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