Fish, chemicals and polish sweets

Readers,

thats was a joke!!! nothing happen...unfortunately.

it starts to be the routine for me here. already one week, working from 19h to 7 in the morning. The job is getting smooth so

not much to do.
I take the initiative to divert this blog from his serious contents for this post.

Two guys are using to fish from the jackup. They got very nice and big fishes. Looking the quality of the sea under us...they

should definitely not eat them.

The air here is full of chemicals, not very healthy, as the food they provide us in the galley. if you go offshore, take a

mask!!!

Thankfully, there is, there was (I should say), this pack of sweets from Poland. Chocolat - Framboise :-P
Oishi ne!!! as a japanese speaker will say. A good excuse to go to Poland I guess.


R

Ps: Sorry for the quality of this picture but you can see the life basket used to transport people from boat to the jack up

and vice versa. The only attraction here.

my first time offshore

Readers

it was my first time offshore.
the rig was a jack-up. for those who don't know what is it, try to imagine a triangle with 40 meters side length suspended by 3 legs which are put on the sea bed.


My arrival on board was "relatively" exciting. I had to jump from the swelly boat to a small basket with all my luggages and I was lifted among the sea to finally arrived on the deck. I am sure even action man would feel jealous. ;-)

The first contact ever with such a work environment was full of action...

After "landed" and did my first steps in the unknown place like armstrong on the moon fifty years back, I had to cross the jack up to see the rig superintendant.

It was smoky, noisy and the smell was very bad. An oxygen bottle and a massive pair of ear plug would have been more than welcome.
Just time to enter the accomodation area and climbs the 4 levels with my heavy bags. After exchanging few informations with the boss, I had to go to my room which is located 3 levels below, still with my bags....


If you have to go offshore, take only the minimum of the minimum , of the minimum.

It become more true when you will look at the accomodation provided. It is like a submarine.

after a quick chat with my coworkers I tried to sleep in this bed fitted for people less than 1m70.

I was dreaming that the jack up was slowly sinking in the sea and my room starting to be flooded by water. I woke up and was surprised to see that it was not a dream and we were effectively sinking. Before totally sinking, my first survival instinct was to power my laptop and write this post.

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