Some of the students have been rechristened with Tahitian names from Paul and Tahi and I asked Paul about two weeks ago about getting one myself, but I don’t think it’s something that is just given. It comes out of conversations and interactions. Well, this morning, over eggs and bananas (I swear, these are the best bananas. I won’t be able to eat normal ones again), Paul told me he had picked out a name for me. I asked what it was and he said, Anapa. It means ‘shining’ he told me. It really means a lot to me that he spent so much time picking one out, and I find it interesting that it’s similar to my given name in pronunciation.
In lab, we deployed the carousel and I played the role of dancer, helping the piece of equipment worth a very nice European sports car, over the port side and down 600 meters. After we brought it back up, I filtered the chlorophyll A. We did a Neuston tow after the carousel and caught a couple Man of Wars, but no dogfish (shark!) this time. Also dragged the phytoplankton net, prepared a slide of them, and looked at some sweet diatoms and dinoflagellets under the microscope.
The day after tomorrow, a rough draft of our atlas entry is due, which is a bit stressful, but it’ll get done. It always does. It’s going to be rough sifting through all the papers and articles I saved and didn’t read in full when I had more time. Ah well. It’s hard to believe snow and cold and the on shore component were almost a full month ago. Another monthish at sea and then we’re done. Hopefully the trade winds will kick in soon so we can stop this motoring nonsense and begin sailing again.
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