This is my absolute favorite picture I took
So some people in my AFJROTC wing went to our (semi) local de-comissioned aircraft carrier on Friday, and we got back yesterday. It was so amazing, I felt like I was finally home (sorry for being cheesy) ;u; I'm seriously trying to decide between Air Force or Navy now xD A really difficult choice.
Our little flight went down to school at 5 in the morning on Friday. I actually wasn't tired because I went to bed at 10 the night before. We brought all of the stuff we needed and I got my friends and we all flocked over to a van. (There were only 28 spots for the trip, we took four vans) Our Sergeant (he was a lieutenant that day) comes over, looks at us, and claims the van. We all cheered, because he was our favorite xD We had to wait another hour in the back of the school (it had already started by the time we left) because two kids didn't get their travel form signed and notorized. We finally left, but about 20 minutes into the drive someone had to pee, so we all pulled over. On the way, we saw this huge fog bank on the horizon. We all freaked out, took pictures, then drove straight through it. We were driving in fog for half of the 6-hour trip down. During our drive (our car didn't know that the Colonel (in the other car) had brought movies) we played alphabet games, like "I went to the grocery store" and another one that I forgot xD Then we told some ghost stories and our Lieutenant started telling really funny jokes. We made another stop, and we stole Rush Hour 3 from the Colonel's car. So we watched that on the way, then at the next rest stop, it got stolen back. So we drove down all the way to Corpus Christi, and by the time we made it I was already squeeing because I haven't even been down to the coast for 12 years. I was all "Guys, it's the Gulf!" And my friends were all "Yeah, so..?" But I squeed even more once we drove up to the ship. I was fangirling before the car even stopped.
So we got off and I took pictures of stuff at the front. I had to turn my phone off and keep it in the car, so I kind of lost contact with the world 'u' We got our luggage and started walking up the platform..
People say that once they step on the ship, they get this creepy, eeire feeling. But I was so extremely happy, I didn't want to leave, not even a bit. Our guide told us the rules of the ship and where the berthing rooms were, but first we were going to see a 3D movie. We dropped our stuff off and went to the theatre to watch. It just told about the history of flight and flying races. That just made me want to be in the Air Force more. After that, we got our luggage and went back to our berthing rooms. They were extremely cozy, and I chose one of the top bunks (I was also like the only one who could get up on it). The girls split into the two rooms, and I was appointed the leader of ours. I always went first for everything, anyway~ After that, we went and had lunch. By then, it was dark, so we went for a scavengar hunt. There were a bunch of planes on the flight deck, so we hung out up there a lot. We went down one of the Tour exits (where you weren't supposed to enter) and the lights went off at one point. Everyone started freaking out, so we all ran for the exit lol. Turns out those lights were automatic. After that, we went down to the gameroom that linked the boys' and girls' berthing rooms. I watched my friends play pool, and at one point our Lieutenant started playing air hockey with people. He beat everyone, then our senior girl cadet told him that she bet I could beat him. So I played him, and (hurting my knuckle in the process) I ended beating him xD Everyone cheered, but the Lieutenant kept playing because he was all shocked. After I got another point on him, he told my friend "Her heroine had arisen" xDDD
After that was our group's turn for the Ghost tours. Now, the Lex has been basically proven haunted, so I was a bit worried before we had even gotten there. But like I said, I felt so comfortable there, I wasn't worried at all. We started the tour and the guide told us about the three main ghosts and stuff. One was a chief, one a mechanic, and one a surgeon, I believe. He then told us about his own and his friend's expreiences, then we started the tour. He took us down the brig, where he scared us by slamming doors (we knew it was him), the sick bay, etc. I was the first behind him because I actually wanted to see something. Suprising for me, right? All of my friends wanted to be near me because they were scared, but they also didn't because I was in front. At one point, be and the tour guide were the only ones (the person behind me was taking their precious time down the steep steps) and we heard a noise that sounded like a pipe being tapped on behind the guide (he was facing me). We both paused and turned, and I got creeped out because of how long the guide stood there, listening. I asked him if that was something, and he smiled and was all like "I don't know, it might be." So I think I heard something no one else had. After the tour, we went to the berthing rooms since it was already past tattoo (the winding-down time) by the time the tour had ended. Us girls got all calm and stuff, but then the other group wanted to merge rooms with us since we had a bigger room. So they took one side and we got the other. They talked for a while and one of my friends was snoring, so that kept me awake for a while. After the lights went out, we started hearing some hatches (doors) slamming constantly, usually about two seconds between them. Sometimes, doors slammed simultaneously. Funny thing was, after the tour, I wasn't afraid at all. We suspected it was the boys trying to scare us anyway. I was totally calm, even after hearing legit footsteps during the door-slamming fit. I fell asleep after a while because the girls kept talking. In the morning (it was still dark) an announcement came on over the intercom saying something along the lines of the reveille will be playing in so-and-so many minutes. I stayed up, and this other girl and me heard something like a crash or an engine starting. I nevere could figure out what it was.
The Reveille played and we all shot up and went down to the suprisingly nice bathroom. We all got ready and took showers before reporting down for Colors. I really wish we could've left the berthing roooms during the night, because there's a story that happens around 3 in the morning every night on the stage. One of the staff, apparently, sits on the stage at 3 every morning and watches a ghost color guard of three navy men walk down the isle, talking amongst themselves. They've ignored him evey time, and every morning its the same. I wish I could've seen it.
So we went down for Colors (they made us do the chicken dance for some reason. Real proffessional, right?) and then we went back down for breakfast. The breakfast was awesome too, more than I eat and better than what I usually have on a school day, for sure. We talked with the boys about what had happened to them. They were telling the truth, I could tell. They were feeling cold bursts of air and getting their ankles grabbed in the middle of the night. In their restroom, when they would turn on a sink, they would all turn on, or a toilet would randomly flush. I asked my good friend (who wouldn't lie to me) if they had tried to scare us by slamming doors. He said no, they had all locked themselves in their room before bed. We had heard ghosts slam the doors (some of the doors couldn't even be moved). I was excited.
After breakfast, my friends and I all decided to run down to the Engine room (the lowest accessible part of the ship, I think)(where the really sweet mechanic ghost was) to try and see him. We went down and I was so happy just being there. I felt so happy and comfortable being among all of the wheels and gears and insulation. We didn't get any contact from him, but I told him that he was doing an awesome job and he was lucky to be able to work there the rest of time. Hopefully that made him happy ;u; So after that, we got our luggage and went back up to the main deck to the gift shop. I bought things. We then loaded up our luggage and went outside. I was so sad, I didn't want to leave. But we had to. The drive back up wasn't too fun, but we watched Rush Hour 2 and 3 over again. So that was good.
When we got home, I tried to get the pictures of inside the berthing rooms and stuff developed, but they were apparently pre exposed (bullshit). So none of the ones I really wanted came through... But that's okay. The trip was still outstanding. I'll post pictures (I have the whole album on my facebook), but the question is- should I just put them all in this journal or flood your inboxes wirh deviations of them?