Trick or treat...
It is not that we were lacking acitvity or that someone even got bored during these last two weeks. But as the night of blood, terror and bones is drawing near a certain excitement is to be felt everywhere. Big gathering in the Bistro area for preparation of the costumes. Chef Jimmy comes up with something really special: Not only we get a demonstration of the crew's remarkable skills carving pumpkins with one sharp knife only, we also get industrial amounts of marcipane to bring into all possible and impossible shapes. This is going to be this nights dessert.
In the evening there is a frantic search for missing make-up items. "Have you seen the blood spray...??" "Where's the glue? My scar is coming off!" And then we all assemble in front of the bar, the doors of which are firmly closed. Tension rises... Finally, the door's ajar. Behind it is a dungeon of cobwebs, fog and creatures of the night, lovingly prepared by MV FRAM's welfare committee.
May the horrors begin! Later on, Count Andreassen hands out all the certificates for Equator crossing, Atlantic Games, Amazing Race, and of course the best costumes. Then it's dancing time for bats, skeletons and mummies, under the pale blue light of probably one of the most extraordinary Halloween locations there is - a ship on its way to Antarctica...
It is not that we were lacking acitvity or that someone even got bored during these last two weeks. But as the night of blood, terror and bones is drawing near a certain excitement is to be felt everywhere. Big gathering in the Bistro area for preparation of the costumes. Chef Jimmy comes up with something really special: Not only we get a demonstration of the crew's remarkable skills carving pumpkins with one sharp knife only, we also get industrial amounts of marcipane to bring into all possible and impossible shapes. This is going to be this nights dessert.
In the evening there is a frantic search for missing make-up items. "Have you seen the blood spray...??" "Where's the glue? My scar is coming off!" And then we all assemble in front of the bar, the doors of which are firmly closed. Tension rises... Finally, the door's ajar. Behind it is a dungeon of cobwebs, fog and creatures of the night, lovingly prepared by MV FRAM's welfare committee. 
May the horrors begin! Later on, Count Andreassen hands out all the certificates for Equator crossing, Atlantic Games, Amazing Race, and of course the best costumes. Then it's dancing time for bats, skeletons and mummies, under the pale blue light of probably one of the most extraordinary Halloween locations there is - a ship on its way to Antarctica...
