A few weeks ago I visited my sister in San Diego. She is an officer stationed on the USS Gridley and I haven’t really seen her very often since my sisters and I graduated from high school in 2007. Especially with my departure next year, the more time I spend with her, the better. Our plans were just to go to the movies and hang out at her apartment, but my sister wanted to know if I wanted a tour of her ship and I couldn’t turn that down. And let me just say, I have a whole new respect for those that serve in the Navy, obviously on top of the fact they’re protecting our country. First of all, I had no sense of direction. It’s all mazes of what I call portal doors with elevated door frames and small corridors. This locking mechanism on certain doors where you essentially lock yourself in a room while it equalizes so you can open the other side and walk through—if that makes any sense whatsoever. And stairs; lots and lots of stairs. Very steep stairs. All I could help do was keep saying “do not fall down these stairs Christina.” My sister was actually making fun of me because I refused to walk down the stair unless I went down backwards.
To be completely honest, when I thought my sister asked if I would like a tour of her ship, the last thing I was expecting was to be standing on the Bridge. Surprise! My sister thought it would be cool for me to see whole ship and I got to stand on the Bridge. One of the coolest things I have ever experienced. Too bad I was too afraid to take any pictures even though it probably would have been okay. But still. I have the memory. And my sister is awesome!