I spent some time reading Hemingway and a book about the relationship between whalers and whales. I drank coffee with condensed milk (Central American specialty). I practiced Spanish.
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boatramblings
Wanderlust is starting to nip at me heels
Nothing on a ship can ever be predicted.
We docked next to the rusty shark finning boat in San Carlos where the dock smells like pelicans and old fish. We plotted to secretly steal the boats nets and decided against it.