Crossing the Equator or how I got to wear a toga to work and jump into a swimming pool!
Cruise Ship Diaries Chapter 26
How to describe a crossing the eqautor ceremony to a non seafarer? Organised chaos is fairly close a description as you'll get! Its an old naval tradition of hazing where when you cross the Equatorial line for the first time you partake in a ceremony where King Neptune allows the ship to safely cross. If you have crossed the line before you are known as a trusty shellback but if you haven't you are a slimy pollywog, still with me?
As you can see from the above video it was the biggest onboard event of the whole cruise and decks were rammed from back to front with PAX and off duty crew eager to see the carnage.

Having no idea what to expect Travis smartly said he'd be filming the wide shot up on the balcony but I was more than game to throw myself into the mix for whatever awaited! I was advised not to wear my white polo shirt because of 'gunge' and with that in mind I also put the wet weather cover on the camera as well just to be safe!
As I talked to the cruise staff about the layout of the event it occurred to me that the best way to shoot it was to be part of the event which meant being barefoot in my swim shorts and wrapped in some sheets as a makeshift toga!

The event began with the show band playing the victims out onto the open deck which is usually a mix of willing PAX and new crewmembers where they face a list of charges read out by King Neptune & his queen (usually a man). Most of the entertainemnt staff (and whoever really wanted to take part) would dress up as part of the kings court and they would be tasked with punishing the pollywogs.

All of the participants are found guilty (everytime!) and then all the Pollywogs are lined up and have to kiss the fish, not its not a euphemism

After a brief makeout session with the fish the victims are all lined up and gunged by royal court, the type of gunge varies from ship to ship but its usually a mix of eggs, flour, sauces and whatever else can be spared by F&B (food & beverage) that day.

Then all hell breaks loose and the pool area becomes a gigantic food fight war zone, with everyone in the that death zone fair game and obviously as I'm holding a camera and pointing at people being slimed I become a prime target. Luckily my shorts had lens rags in them so I could clean the jelly and cream of the camera multiple times throughout.
A major problem with this event is that how do you clean all this smelly crap of yourself? That's right everyone jumps in the pool!

This immediately turns the water brown and all the various foodstuffs end up in the pool and clog up the filters, this leads to the pool needing massive maintenance and being closed for the rest of the day. You also have potential injuries to guests and crew as everyone is slipping all over the place, looking back its amazing we got away with what we did and over the years the equator ceremonies got more and more watered down so much so that the gunking up the pool was massively off limits.
Usually they'd also make the Captain come out and kiss the fish, some did to great cheers and some would not turn up at all. If the Captain was not present the best option was to send out a 3rd officer to pose as the Captain who would get the full fury of the angry Aussie crowd (he's not the bloody Captain!) and he'd get booed and gunged to oblivion.
It's not many jobs where you can dress up in a toga, get involved in a massive food fight and then jump into a swimming pool as part of your actual job!
Next time on the cruise diaries - Dealing with PAX first thing in the mornings and creepy weirdos onboard!
About the Creator
Neil Gregory
Film and TV obsessive / World Traveller / Gamer / Camerman & Editor / Guitarist




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