It is. I mean, have you ever seen an Octopus? or a Crab? or an Eel?
Well, last week I had the privilege of not once sticking my toe below the surface of the ocean, but still being able to stare at it for six days straight, via the medium of a cruise ship.
A cruise ship, much like the ocean, is very big and strange and filled with aliens. It's much less damp, however, and there is a lot of good food.
I accomplished a variety of things while on the ship. Here is a list:
I stood on the bow and pretended I was flying.
I stood on the stern and watched the sun come up.
I wrote 15,000 words on one novel.
I realized I was missing a novel in the middle of the series.
I wrote 5,000 words in the missing novel.
I took a lot of pictures.
I made it through the first edit of the manuscript for Fall of the Flighters.
I ate a lot of food.
I did not gain any weight.
I visited Grand Cayman and met some nice chickens. I like chickens.
I went outside the fence in Jamaica.
I explored the castle in Labadee, Haiti.
I learned to Rumba.
I met some swing dancers.
I had a drink at the Hard Rock Cafe in Grand Cayman.
I got a sunburn.
I got a tan.
I read two Terry Pratchett novels.
I read Marbles: Mania, Depression, Michealangelo, and Me: A Graphic Memoir.
I did a great deal of research on bipolar disorder.
I did a great deal of research on neuropreservation (spoilers!).
I wore the dress my mom made me.
I tried on an ocean-sized life preserver.
Well, I think that about sums up my week.
Next, I will share a few pictures of the occasion. They are not in order. I did do captions, however. Enjoy!