For other Navy and sea-going dudes/dudettes -- to make it across certain borders usually requires a fun-loving ceremony. I went across the the equator and international dateline simultaneously. The last step of making it to the real party, was to suck (and eat) an olive and a sardine from the hairy belly buttons of a pair of US Navy chiefs.
I just puked a little into my mouth. I gotta say, milk and cookies tastes much better the first time...
