Misadventures At Sea

 

I met a man who worked his way to the United States on a big ship. That seemed pretty great to me. 

When I drive by Baltimore's harbor on my way to work, I see container ships, tug boats, cruise ships, and more. I imagine many come from far away.

Sometimes I think about crossing the ocean working on a ship. Or staying close to home working on a tug boat.

While visiting good friends in Massachusetts, we agreed to go whale watching in Provincetown. We set off on a medium size boat in search of whales. The seas were rolling, but all seemed well as we traveled straight out to sea. Eventually the captain announced that whales were in sight! 

The boat started turning this way and that to get close to the whales. The unpredictable stops and turns, and rolling of the waves reminded me I get motion sickness. My gastric system began to do very, very bad things. I looked and confirmed that yes, there were whales in the water. Then I spent the rest of the trip below deck wishing I was somewhere else. 

The sea-faring life is not for me, though it is a quick and efficient way to lose some weight.