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  • Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Start Over

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    The deck team’s struggle to keep their heads above water is starting to look like an endurance challenge. Who will tap out first? Nathan, who has no recourse other than to pray and hope that Christian and Tessa will listen to what he’s saying for once? Will it be Tessa, who walks around the deck like that John Travolta meme, confused at all times? Will it be Christian, who has decided that things are fine, actually, and it’s all just a matter of perspective? Will it be Max, who hopes he can huff and puff some sense into Tessa and Christian? Come to think of it — will it be Captain Sandy, speechless at such ungovernable chaos?

    When we pick up this week, Christian is floating away on the Jet Ski with the fuel tank on empty. Tessa forgot to refuel it despite the fact that Nathan explicitly told her it was the most important item on the job list; which, truth be told, might as well not even exist anymore. These people need a different system. Checking items off a list, one of the most tried-and-true methods of efficiency since the dawn of humanity — I imagine this is how the cavemen delegated their responsibilities: kill Saber-tooth Tiger, check — is not working. Maybe Nathan can jump out of a hidden corner every few hours to scare them into activity?

    Max spins Schadenfreude circles around Christian before towing him back to the boat with another Jet Ski. Tessa apologizes to Nathan about the mix-up, then, amazingly, tells him the team “feels weak.” This is a refrain she will keep for the rest of the episode, complaining to hell and high water about Nathan’s leadership and the state of the deck team without once adjusting her own approach to the job. Nathan’s main insight about her performance is not about her skill level as much as it is about her lacking sense of urgency: She’s like that DMV sloth in Zootopia. By the end of the charter, Nathan is not convinced Tessa has even worked on a charter boat before.

    One person who has worked charter boats before — what’s more, one-day charters, which means dexterity with the lines from docking and undocking every day — is V, who is killing it in interior. The first time Sandy realizes this is when she’s looking over CVs, trying to figure out where she went wrong, as Tessa and Christian struggle on the stern. In a confessional, V tells us that her decision to pursue a career as a stew rather than as a deckhand had to do with the fact that being on deck reminded her too much of her late boyfriend, Beau, who died in the ocean. Even Aesha — who nearly feels guilty about how well her own team is doing — jokes that V should be on deck, where she’s needed.

    V’s deck experience comes up again the next morning, in a conversation between Aesha, V, and Sandy — who seems impressed. Either we’re setting up for a lateral move whereby V will be switched to deck and another (potentially worse?) stew will be brought onto the interior team, or production wants to hammer in the fact that as a fellow novice, V is leagues above Tessa and Christian. This last point is stressed through Kizzi’s simmering competitiveness. V’s quick progress endears her to Aesha, which annoys Kizzi, who wants to be number one. But I’m not buying this side of Kizzi. Though she puts on a tough armor for the confessionals, she seems to be a sweetie-pie at heart.

    Kizzi’s fate, drama-wise, is not in butting heads with people in her team, but in boatmance. After keeping her loyalty to Tommy on their night off, this week, Kizzi is back to flirting with everyone, everywhere. She laughs at herself in a confessional: “I think I have a deep seated fear of being alone.” She doesn’t tell Tommy “I love you” or “I miss you” on FaceTime; being on the Bravado is giving her second thoughts about her two-month-long relationship. Kizzi is messy when it comes to boys, but she always pulls through on her job, which unfortunately involves dealing with primary Jack.

    I wrote last week that Jack was hyperspecific about his requests, but overall polite. I’d like to retract that statement. Jack sucks. Ordering caviar bumps: okay. Ordering two milkshakes in the middle of the day: I get it. Ordering this damn Szechuan chicken — this again?! — after eight courses over which poor Josh has sweated for hours: completely vile. The first indication that Jack is evil is that he asks for the Spanish-themed eight-course menu to start at 9:30 p.m. Still, Josh takes it in stride: “If a dish is like a song, an eight-course menu is a concert,” he says, pumping himself up. It must be said that as good as everything looks, the dishes get less and less “Spanish” with every passing bite, moving from ajo blanco to tempura and ending in creme brulee. Still, it’s an amazing feat that goes underappreciated by a primary who has consumed 200 martinis.

    Jack hasn’t been able to finish dessert by the time he orders the chicken. It’s such a foul request that his friends try to dissuade him from it after assuring the crew they are plenty full. The whole thing is so … cringe. Jack is obviously only acting this way because he’s on TV, following the perverse logic of the obnoxious that attention is attention, no matter what kind. Aesha, who knows that Josh has been up for 20 hours and is dangerously close to jumping offboard, swoops in: Jack can order something, as long as it will take 10 minutes or less to make. They settle on truffle Parmesan fries. By the time they’re ready, of course, Jack isn’t hungry anymore and lets them get cold and soggy by the hot tub.

    In fact, at that point, Jack is ready to create problems for other departments. The deck team is already on edge, not just from their usual frazzled state but from bringing up the tender with the crane while the guests had dinner. Max was in the tender while Christian and Tessa worked the connecting lines according to Nathan’s careful instructions. Max quickly lost his patience and started cursing when they had to reset. It only infuriated him further that Nathan told him to take five minutes to breathe and recompose — it’s important for everyone to have their wits about them when they’re working with the crane, which is dangerous equipment. I thought this was good leadership from Nathan: While validating Max’s frustration, Nathan also demonstrated that they are still a team, and they need to have each other’s backs.

    Ultimately, it all works out. Nathan pulls Max aside to say that he knows it’s unfair that he has to pick up Christian and Tessa’s slack, but he needs to be able to rely on him to get through the charter. Max can’t really see this for the compliment that it is, and Nathan promises that if things don’t improve, he will “make changes.” It’s in this environment that Christian emerges to be on shift for the rest of the night. Before going to bed, Nathan explicitly tells him not to let the completely drunk guests swim in the ocean.

    The first thing Jack asks Kizzi once most of the crew has gone to bed is whether they can go in the ocean. Kizzi tells him no, then radios Nathan to double check and tells them no again. Perhaps sensing that Christian will be easier to break, Jack asks the deckhand if they can go swimming. Christian says no; Jack insists, so Christian suggests they just dip their toes in the water. Agreeing to this condition, Jack has the same look on his face as when he ordered the chicken — he knows what he’s doing (being evil) and why (attention). The fact that this is all happening right after the chicken thing only serves to highlight Christian’s limitations compared to the rest of the crew — Aesha, Josh and Kizzi were all firm with Jack while still making him feel like he was getting what he wanted. Christian might have aimed for that with the “dip your toes” thing, but it backfires disastrously.

    Nathan goes to get water from the crew mess just in time to see Jack fall in the water through the monitor. (What could possibly have convinced Christian that someone that drunk would keep their balance on a water platform?) He runs to stern to pull Jack away from the water and remind Christian it’s a hard no on drunk guests being in the ocean. In a confessional, Christian can’t understand what’s so bad about the primary getting what he wanted, especially when no one got hurt. Nathan, meanwhile, is exasperated that things went from being “generally incompetent” to “genuinely dangerous.” At this point, Jack’s friends look like they are embarrassed to be alive, let alone associated with this guy. In the morning, they lament that “poor Christian is going to be in so much trouble.”

    That, he certainly is. On the bow, Nathan tells Max what happened, which I think is a miscalculation — dishing with Max about Christian only makes the tension between the two of them worse. Later, after he has had to wake Tessa up to be on time for docking, he speaks to Sandy about the night. She tells him for now they need to focus on docking the boat, and then they’ll figure out what to do. Meanwhile, V spends two hours packing Jack’s suitcases.

    Nathan goes over the docking plan with his team. Since Tessa struggled with throwing the lines last time, he sets up heaving lines, which are lighter and easier to throw. Not that Tessa appreciates it, but this is Nathan trying to ensure her success. Alas, despite Nathan’s warning that the heaving lines have to be tied tight to the crossing lines, Tessa fails to tighten them enough: the knot comes undone in the water immediately. For their part, Max and Christian fight before docking and exchange some F-bombs on the bow just for good measure.

    The guests finally leave. At the tip meeting, Sandy congratulates the interior team and, in so many gentle words, tells the deck team to do better. Jack and his friends left $20,000 in tips, which comes out to a decent $1,818 each, though 1 million wouldn’t be enough. (Max and Kizzi are flirty at the beginning of the tip meeting, after Kizzi has flirted with Nathan in the cabins.) Afterwards, Sandy calls Nathan to the bridge and tells him it’s time to replace either Tessa or Christian, and that it will be up to him to make the call. I’m going to place my bets on Christian being fired: Tessa may be slow, but beyond lacking skill, Christian has the added disadvantage of having an issue with a teammate, which impacts everyone’s morale. That said, Tessa doesn’t seem to be aware she is doing anything wrong at all, which is maybe worse. Either way, it’s looking like we’ll end up with a new deckhand and potentially, a new stew.

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  • Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Killer Tuna

    Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Killer Tuna

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    Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Jono, not to praise him … sorry, what? He’s actually still alive? Miraculously, Jono proves to be immortal and survives another week. But first, Medicane Daniel sends Aesha, Nathan, and the guests back to the boat, where they’re stuck indoors. I notice there are no welcome-back drinks ready for them, which seems indicative of how Aesha has to do everything for her team. She single-handedly entertains the guests by improvising a wine tasting, which is really just a pretentious way of saying “drinking a lot of wine.”

    Tonight’s theme is merpeople, so Jono decides seafood is the move. This feels borderline cannibalistic to me. Ariel would never eat Sebastian or Flounder, right? Although one of their merman costumes includes a set of rubber balls dangling by the ankles, so I don’t think anyone’s thinking too deeply about it. On brand as always, Aesha loves the gag. She says anyone who knows her well knows that she loves balls. That’s a great set-up for a misdirection joke that she loves basketballs, but no, she loves her fiancé Scott’s balls. I really did not need to know this.

    During dinner, I’m on the edge of my seat as Jono serves tuna carpaccio to everyone, knowing full well that Jennifer doesn’t eat raw seafood. Jennifer is insanely chill about this and even says it looks beautiful. One of the other guests asks, “Why can’t you eat it?” To which she goes, “It could kill me,” and laughs. Sometimes, all you can do in an uncomfortable situation is laugh. Due to iron overload, also known as hemochromatosis, Jennifer can only eat cooked seafood, and it was on her preference sheet multiple times. This is like a shot to the heart of Jono’s career, and it gets worse: Captain Sandy is the one to check in with the guests and discover the mistake. Now that’s a headshot.

    This is a fireable offense that Sandy’s never had happen before. I’m a little surprised that she lets Aesha off scot-free. The chief stew usually double-checks things but is spread too thin and misses it. When Sandy calls Jono out, he hilariously bullshits that some people say when you use a lot of lime, it “cooks” the fish. Sandy: “No. ❤️” She reaches out to Norma at the yacht crew placement agency to look for a new chef who can start ASAP. At least the primary Pamela is too drunk to care about this attempted manslaughter, so it won’t affect the tip. It’s time to cut her off when Aesha feeds her via choo-choo train fork. Pam’s dead eyes show that the train has left the station.

    Jono may have had the worst night, but it’s a rough night for everyone in the interior. Bri can’t find her black evening dress, which brings her to tears. Aesha works 18 hours straight — Hello, Bravo? I’d like to report a possible labor law violation — and she still has to remind Ellie to put bar towels away. Ellie doesn’t think nitpicking is a good leadership style, and her crankiness only increases the next morning because she oversleeps. Ellie also accidentally leaves her phone in a guest room. For a second, I thought the guest was going to see something they weren’t supposed to, but the phone itself is a huge no-no. Aesha says she shouldn’t have her phone on her at all while working. Rather than acknowledge that she has room to improve, Ellie thinks she’s being taken for granted. Aesha’s hopeful that a fourth stew will solve all their problems, and now that the leak in the extra crew cabin is fixed, Sandy’s ready to hire one. Aesha is elated by the news. I bet the labor lawyers and accountants handling her overtime are too.

    The next day, the weather clears enough to go out to sea for some watersports. Gael and Joe butt heads over where to tie up the jet skis, and Joe thinks it’s because she doesn’t like him telling her what to do. I think it’s because deep down, Joe doesn’t like that she went for Nathan, showed him no interest, and can see right through how he’s leading the stews on. In the same vein, I doubt he’d be so nice about Bri missing one of his polo shirts if he didn’t still want to sleep with her. For her part, Bri tries to keep her distance from Joe and resist temptation by picturing him as an old man. Is it the eyebrows, or is anyone else picturing Joe as Carl from Up?

    The Mustique heads back to the marina for the evening to celebrate Janie and Steve’s 25th anniversary with a black and white theme and fireworks. Aware that his job is on life support, Jono double-checks the preference sheets for dinner and makes sure everything is cooked for Jennifer. His calamari octopus and king crab bruschetta go over well, but the dessert is a disappointment. Evidently, Jono should’ve triple-checked their requests because they were hoping for a creme brulée or soufflé. Instead, he put ice cream on a cookie on a slice of cake. Honestly, I’d eat it in a heartbeat, but Aesha and Janie deem it not anniversary worthy. If the tuna got him fired, the cookie was the nail in his coffin. Or should we say the cardamom in his Mexican food? Jono’s more deflated than a botched soufflé.

    Yet, Jono rises from the dead to make beignets for breakfast. It seems like they’re a last gasp for air since Sandy calls Jono to the bridge after the charter, prepared to fire him. Except, Norma can’t find a chef available right now. Jono’s hand bursts out of the ground: he lives! Sandy asks why he went with a cookie, and he admits it was easier after a challenging dinner. For now, Sandy would rather have a subpar chef than no chef, not wanting a repeat of season six’s Matthew debacle. As a viewer, I would love to see the crew try to cook, but I understand the decision. And forget the aftershow; give Norma at the placement agency her own spinoff.

    At the tip meeting, Sandy commends the crew for bringing the energy despite being stuck at port. They’re rewarded with $25,000; even better, the new stew will join today. Joe is too keen about this news, whereas Ellie is pout city. Aesha kicks off a cabin shuffle: Iain will take the solo cabin, Bri will move in with Jono, Gael will move back with Aesha, and the new girl will bunk with Ellie. She’s like a little kid who just got told they’re going to be a big sister and is pissed about it. I’m looking forward to Ellie’s reaction when she sees that the new stew is a blonde in a unitard. That’s basically Ellie’s whole thing!

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    Emma Soren

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  • Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Toilet Kisses

    Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Toilet Kisses

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    After a season-highlight episode last week, I came into this one with more enthusiasm. Unfortunately, that enthusiasm has been dampened almost as much as the leaky crew cabin. The first half of the episode is largely devoted to the Ellie-Joe-Bri mess, which doesn’t feel fun anymore (or was it ever fun?). I’m protective of the girls and disappointed in them simultaneously. I fully condemn all online harassment of cast members, but it sure is tempting to throw a “GET A JOB. STAY AWAY FROM HER.” into Joe’s comments.

    Joe starts off well enough, as he’s honest with Ellie. He tells her he actually doesn’t want to go on the date he said yes to hours earlier. He doesn’t want anything serious and says he’s not ready for dating. She also doesn’t want anything serious and takes the rejection better than expected. Joe asks, “You don’t hate me?” What a cringey question from an adult man, telling on himself for being more concerned about how he comes off than about her feelings. Ellie uses email sign-off speak to convey her dislike: “No worries, thank you so much.” Gossip travels fast around the crew cabins: Gael hears Joe tell Nathan what happened, so she goes to check on Ellie. We love Gael!

    For the crew night out, Ellie overdresses as usual, this time in a beaded pearl two-piece crop-top set that makes me think she’d be more at home on a Selling Sunset spinoff. At dinner, she and Joe sit next to each other — I need a slo-mo play-by-play with commentary on how this happened. Instead of making an excuse and switching seats, Joe erases any work he did to stop stringing Ellie along. It’s like she’s a cat, and he’s rolling out the charm ball of yarn, offering her a sip of his drink. She says no but starts to warm back up to him when he explains he got overwhelmed because he’s never been asked on a date before. We learn that Joe has only been in one relationship, and it ended in 2017. He tells us that he wants to marry the next person he dates. This logic makes no sense. Does he not realize you have to date people in order to find out if you want to marry them? If anyone’s taking a date too seriously, it’s him. He asks Ellie if she wants children. My jaw is on the floor at the gall of this man.

    This group is not lacking in unaware men, as Iain talks to Aesha about how well he thinks the season’s going. He had no idea that Aesha’s had to think about firing people. For the moment, the stews are doing well enough to keep their jobs, but Aesha’s still frustrated she’s stuck picking up their slack more than she should. It seems like the stews may be turning a corner in their relationship as Bri tries to commiserate with Ellie about Joe at the bar. She heard about him going back on the date and is sorry. Ellie’s glad to clear the air, but she somehow turns the conversation into a critique of Bri being oversensitive. Bri maturely takes it, and Ellie later says it was the best part of her night. Little does she know, Joe and Bri had a moment in the bathroom. After dancing together, Joe followed Bri there, saying he hasn’t picked, as if these women are apples desperately waiting on a tree for him. She tells him to fuck off, but sadly doesn’t mean it, and he joins her in the stall. We hear kissing, and it sounds like Bri stops things from going further. I can’t help but think about the bathroom scene in the latest episode of Industry, which only highlights how grody this bathroom is in comparison. At least it has full floor-to-ceiling stall doors.

    The next day, Bri tells Joe no more fucking around, and he seems to get it. They’ll stop flirting. Bri’s done, but she needs his help not to cross her boundaries. I don’t have much faith in this. Joe should look to Nathan, who has been patient with Gael and doesn’t think one date means marriage. She hasn’t had time to fully resolve the feelings from her breakup but agrees to go rock climbing. Once Nathan’s four feet off the ground, he realizes he’s afraid of heights. Gael must really like him because she doesn’t get the ick and supportively talks him through rappelling down. They kiss when they return to the boat and later cuddle on a break.

    The morning of the next charter, there’s a Mediterranean hurricane-esque storm, a.k.a. a Medicane, rolling in. The unused crew cabin is leaking again, and they realize there’s a leak in the bosun’s locker above it. The engineers find that the issue is a hose that wasn’t plugged. Now that they fixed it, the cabin should be usable again. The prospect of a fourth stew is exciting; we could use some new energy. Whether it’ll be a fourth stew or a replacement for Bri, whose laundry room is still too messy for Sandy’s standards, only time will tell.

    Our new primary is Pamela Duke, the Florida-based owner of a “nautical-themed jewelry line.” A little research reveals it’s called Nau-T-Girl Jewelry and has a Captain Sandy collection, so I’m guessing they’ll get along. Pamela and her guests arrive with buckets of positive energy but are completely deflated when Sandy tells them they’ll be stuck on the dock for the first day because of Medicane Daniel. To make up for it, Jono goes all out with appetizers and makes sushi for lunch. He does a prawn-roll special for Jennifer because she doesn’t eat raw fish. I held my breath this whole scene, remembering the preview where someone allergic gets served fish. I’m not sure if it’s her, and I’m trying to track which plate is which like it’s a shell game. I’ll be on edge for Jono until they’re safely off the boat. I still don’t have much faith in his cooking skills, but he’s really grown on me as a personality. He may not excel at one thing, but he’s a man of many talents and interests. Jono cooks, twerks, sleeps, architects, and even, as we learn this week, does show-horse jumping. Well, he did as a kid, and he claims to use that discipline now. Personally, I prefer chefs who don’t associate making food with horses.

    Aesha organizes an indoor wine-tasting excursion, but the rain is coming down fast. Sandy sees there’ll supposedly be 30 inches of rain, which is absolutely insane. A quick Google says Athens receives an average of 14 inches per year! As the vans take Aesha, Nathan, and the guests toward the winery, the streets look like they’re flooding. The guests decide to turn around and stay on the ship, which seems like a safe choice. I’m surprised Sandy didn’t call them back first.

    On the boat, alarms are going off, and I have to pause the TV twice to make sure I’m not hearing an alarm in my building. Am I paranoid, or do I just have bad spatial hearing? Probably both. Sandy thinks the boat is leaking again, so Iain returns to the leaky crew cabin. So much for getting a fourth stew. The last shot we see is him, swearing, crawling into the dripping ceiling. I imagine it’s a Coraline-type portal, and Iain’s off to a parallel world where he’s Sandy’s favorite. Will we ever see him again?

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    Emma Soren

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  • Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Time Stamp-alooza

    Below Deck Mediterranean Recap: Time Stamp-alooza

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    Tonight’s episode picks up where we left off last week: Sandy has called Ellie and Bri to the bridge to hash things out. Ellie says she has no problem leaving today because she’s proud of her work and thinks she’s been a good leader. The editors hit us with a time stamp (6:10 p.m.), so I excitedly assume something is about to go down. Will Aesha be stuck solo on dinner service?! Fortunately for the guests and crew, nothing of the sort happens. Unfortunately for us viewers, nothing of the sort happens. Sandy doesn’t want to make any changes in the middle of a charter, so she just asks the two stews to be kind to each other until then. If I wanted to watch people being kind, I would go watch The Great British Baking Show.

    Sandy wisely asks Aesha to change the bunk assignments so Bri and Ellie don’t share a cabin. Aesha seems reluctant to, but she tells Gael and Bri that they’ll swap. Except two nights pass in this episode, and they still haven’t switched. I’m not sure what the holdup is — every second counts when these stews are in close enough proximity to smother each other in their sleep.

    The dinner is goddess-themed for primary Coleen’s birthday, and the guests do a great job with the outfits. They love Jono’s scallop pasta, although “lots of flavor” isn’t quite the same compliment as “great flavor.” Jono also bakes a cake, which he’s not confident in because he “entered the culinary arts” later in his life and didn’t go to culinary school. I know the phrase “if he wanted to, he would” is usually reserved for relationship advice, but I think it applies here. What’s stopping you from taking a quick pastry course, Jono? I bet these tips could pay for it. When the cake comes out, Coleen cries. I didn’t think it looked that bad, and it’s all good because they’re happy tears. Jono stays in the clear.

    Meanwhile, Joe is not in the clear. While Ellie sets up for a post-dinner pajama party, he plays the piano and improvises a song about his situationships for Iain and Nathan. Joe sings, “Who’s it gonna be? Bri or Elle?” The guys don’t realize Ellie is IN THE SAME ROOM AS THEM setting up a pillow fort for the slumber party. If I wrote this in a script I’d be told it’s too sitcom-y, but sometimes real life delivers. Ellie thankfully lets them know she’s there and that she’s “enjoying the music.” Joe: “Oh, shit.” He says it’s just a little joke with the boys, but she’s heard enough. Ellie is “dried up” if Joe thinks he can get whoever he wants. She’s done with him, and for once, I support her wholeheartedly.

    The next morning, it’s the last day of the charter. One guest, Stacy, wakes up early and asks for the hot tub to be turned on. Gael shows Nathan how she’s turned on the hot water at 7:25 a.m., and the tub is ready by 7:35 a.m. I’m not sure why we’re getting time stamps, but once again my drama senses are on high alert. Stacy leaves the ’cuz at 8:05 a.m. I’m eagerly following the timeline like it’s a true-crime podcast. Ionel, the chief engineer, comes up and asks Nathan who touched the jacuzzi because they didn’t close a valve, and now there’s no hot water on the ship. Nathan says Gael did it, and I’m wondering how many guests are about to be hit with no hot water during their morning showers. This could be a disaster. Will Jono have to boil water in the kitchen for them? Will the cappuccino Aesha’s making turn out as a lukewarm latte that gets thrown in her face? Again, my worst-case scenario fantasies are just that. Ionel gets the water fixed quickly, yet Sandy says it’s the kind of mistake that shouldn’t be happening on charter five. She calls Nathan and Iain to the bridge, and Nathan takes the blame. Sandy’s glad it didn’t affect the guests, but she sees it as another problem with Iain’s lack of leadership. A flashback montage of all his past mistakes might hint at a mass exodus before the next charter …

    Later, Iain asks Nathan and Joe what happened with the jacuzzi. This time, Nathan says he didn’t touch anything, but he’ll take the blame because he doesn’t want anyone to give Gael a hard time. From what I can tell, this is far from the noble deed he thinks it is — he was right next to her when she turned on the hot tub! Joe thinks Nathan wants to take the blame because he’s hooking up with Gael and that the sole female deckhand is getting treated like a princess. The ugly side of Joe is truly coming out in this episode. Nathan tells Gael what happened, and she apologizes to Iain, offering to talk to Sandy. Taking too long to break up with her ex-boyfriend aside, she is the most mature deck crew member by far. Iain says it’s fine, but Gael still goes to Sandy to take the blame because she doesn’t think Iain should take it. She takes responsibility, obviously nervous and teary. Sandy’s not mad and loves that she took accountability. Gael also has her head screwed on straight when it comes to her budding relationship with Nathan: She tells us she doesn’t want to get ahead of herself by jumping from one relationship to another. Nathan hopes he and Gael can make something work after the charter season. I think I’ve heard this song before, but I’m provisionally hopeful for them.

    At this point, we’re almost 20 minutes into the episode and haven’t heard about laundry yet, so you can all guess what’s coming. Bri can’t keep track of what she’s done versus what Ellie has done, so she asks Ellie not to move or do the laundry, and Ellie agrees. They both just sound sad and defeated here. Bri tearfully tells Aesha this plan, but Aesha says Bri can’t be the only one to do laundry.

    The guests leave a $21,500 tip, and Sandy announces another reward: Tomorrow the crew will go to the Acropolis and a beach club. These people are exhausted and need sleep, not a day in full sun among thousands of tourists or, as they’re planning tonight, another late dinner out. Ellie correctly assesses this and stays in. Unfortunately, this probably is further isolating her socially from the rest of the crew. In the after-show, she does interviews alone, which seems telling.

    In the cars en route to dinner, everyone gets filled in on Joe’s overheard song. Joe says he will apologize to Ellie tomorrow, which is too late. Her good opinion, once lost, is lost forever. Bri also doesn’t want to chase Joe anymore. The next day, while the soon-to-be-ex-roommates get ready, Bri tells Ellie she heard about the song and is sorry for her. Ellie reminds her it was about both of them and claims she didn’t want to upset Bri by telling her about it. It’s a moment of hope for them; nothing unites coworkers like the shared hatred of another coworker. Bri doesn’t know who Joe thinks they are. Ellie: “Exactly! I was like, Bitch, I got NFL players in my DMs.”

    At the Acropolis, Bri even takes photos of Ellie, so they seem to be on good terms. There’s a cutaway to Captain Sandy on the boat that I expect to be her checking availability of replacement stews, but there’s no more talk of firings. Self-proclaimed history lover Aesha plays tour guide for the group, reading off a single page of paper. The chances it properly covers the 3,000-plus years of history are negative. I wish I could’ve recommended the free Rick Steves Audio Europe guide to them.

    More in their element at the beach club, Joe has still not apologized about the song, taking his sweet, sweet time. Ellie brings it up and says she felt disrespected by it. Kind of like how the country of South Africa might feel disrespected by Iain’s speedo. Anyway, Joe apologizes, but based on the preview for the rest of the season, it doesn’t look like he’ll be changing his ways.

    After the largely uneventful day off, the crew departs early for the next charter due to wind. They’ll receive the provisions and guests on anchor. We’ll meet the guests next week, and it should be a treat: They’ve requested a “culinary masterpiece” for dinner that rivals a Michelin-star restaurant. They’ll get Bib Gourmand, maybe. And it’s not just me being hard on Jono. He knows it’s an impossible task, noting there’s no Michelin restaurant with only one chef. Why this franchise is allergic to sous-chefs we may never know.

    One thing we do know is that the laundry is still a mess. Sandy is missing her red shirt, and Bri doesn’t know where it is. We get our second flashback mistakes montage of the week, capped off with the clip from earlier this episode of Bri not wanting Ellie touching laundry. Aesha finds a solution, asking Ellie only to do rags, napkins, and towels. This way, Bri can’t blame Ellie for mixing up clothes, and Aesha will know who’s at fault. Aesha says if Bri keeps making these mistakes, she’ll consider letting her go. A classic threatened-firing cliffhanger — well, more of a hillhanger — to leave us on.

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    Emma Soren

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