We were warned. Expect camping-like conditions--without the bugs. To get to our berth, we had to climb down a ladder, backwards. We had 'head to head' beds so there was no upper and lower situation. This was a good thing. We were directly under the deck so we heard people walking to the head (toilet for you landlubbers) on our side of the ship and we heard the crew up at 4 or 5 am to swab and otherwise clean and prepare for the next day. There was a space about 3 x 2 feet in front of the bunks next to the door. We had a small sink with cold water for some of our washing needs. Along side the bunks were shelves for sundries as well as a shelf/step under the bunk to store duffles. Compact. Bunks were comfortable enough but after a couple of nights my back started to protest. My poor bunk mate, every time I moved or shifted position, my bunk squeaked and squawked. Loudly. I found myself working on a musical composition attuned to my movements in the bunk. Still a bit discordant...
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