After "Crossing the Line" (nauticalese for crossing the equator) and after being initiated into the Solemn Mysteries of the Realm of Neptunus Rex (nauticalese for getting your butt sheleighlied for a few hours and forced to endure various humilitating activities and thereby earning the hallowed title of Shellback.) one sailor* was overheard to ask his chief, "When we go back up north, are we going to cross the equator again or go around it?"
*The sailor was in my division. Not so bad in itself except my division navigated the ship!