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said that life is just waiting for something other than what we’re doing and that death is the only thing we can count on. He turned to me and said death is coming. He was a really nice -looking old man but what he said creeped me out. I had to leave.
Please let me know when you’re home so I can see your sweet face. I could really use the cheering up right now!!! ;)
TRAVELEOLOGUE
The Travel Blog : By Michael Petris
August 8 th ,
To my dear readers following my humble adventures through this blog, I say, welcome! It’s been a few weeks since I posted from my trip in Kenya and I’ve taken a new direction now, going out to sea. For those of you reading this blog for the first time, your humble narrator is attempting to visit every country by sea. So far, fifty-eight countries have been visited in the span of two years. Not bad, not bad.
But I was out today over the Gulf of California and we were hit by a storm you wouldn’t believe. Saturday was totally fine, not a cloud in the sky. I was chilling by the pool of the hotel with a hottie and sipping margaritas. But on Sunday we’re in the Gulf and the crew are panicked. They said they saw something called “mares tails” in the sky. Apparently it’s a type of cloud formation indicating a storm, though none of the weather reporting bureaus had indicated that a storm should be nearby.
I have to say though, as the storm approached it was sometime near evening and the sun was setting. It was painting silhouettes in the sky, and the clouds were colors I’d never seen. I mean I’ve seen them individually, but never all together like that. They were pink and red and orange and purple and gold. I had to just sit out on the deck, despite the captain’s warning about staying in our cabins, and just admire their beauty.
For those of you that have never experienced a storm at sea, I’ll explain it to you (after all, that’s why you’re reading this blog).
The first thing you notice about a coming storm is the silence. The air grows completely still to the point that if a dog is barking on land a mile away you’ll hear it on the ship. Then the air grows charged, like it’s carrying a vibrant electrical charge, and you can actually feel the difference in it on your skin. After that, the silence slowly begins to break because of a distant booming. The booming grows louder and louder and the anticipation is enough to kill you.
As rapidly as the booming starts, the storm breaks just as rapidly without warning. The waves begin to churn and fall over each other until water that was perfectly still grows into a violent, devouring monster.
That’s when the wind kicks in. It was so powerful I saw 200 pound crew members barely able to keep on their feet.
I’ve experienced all this before. But one thing I hadn’t experienced was the sea-fog. White, wet, billowing clouds came pouring in and over the land, so damp and icy my clothes felt like they’d just been through a cold shower. And then as it rolled over us, we could see lightning in the distance, and the thunder would shake the boat.
The storm grew so violent we had to head for the nearest pier. Luckily, the Mexican mainland was n’t too far and we found a pier that let us dock. That’s when we noticed the ship off in the distance. It was about a quarter of a league out and heading straight for us. It would disappear in the sea-fog and as the clouds parted we’d see it again. Everyone was on the deck now, watching the ship. It didn’t respond to any hails so we just stood on the deck like kids watching an inevitable accident (the same thrill I would get when my brother would try and jump off the roof onto a trampoline).
As the ship neared, no one could see any crew on the decks. The captain thought he saw someone near the port side , and as we looked closer we saw it was a corpse lashed to the ship.
You didn’t misread that: a corpse was tied to the ship. How did we know it was a corpse? We didn’t
Please let me know when you’re home so I can see your sweet face. I could really use the cheering up right now!!! ;)
TRAVELEOLOGUE
The Travel Blog : By Michael Petris
August 8 th ,
To my dear readers following my humble adventures through this blog, I say, welcome! It’s been a few weeks since I posted from my trip in Kenya and I’ve taken a new direction now, going out to sea. For those of you reading this blog for the first time, your humble narrator is attempting to visit every country by sea. So far, fifty-eight countries have been visited in the span of two years. Not bad, not bad.
But I was out today over the Gulf of California and we were hit by a storm you wouldn’t believe. Saturday was totally fine, not a cloud in the sky. I was chilling by the pool of the hotel with a hottie and sipping margaritas. But on Sunday we’re in the Gulf and the crew are panicked. They said they saw something called “mares tails” in the sky. Apparently it’s a type of cloud formation indicating a storm, though none of the weather reporting bureaus had indicated that a storm should be nearby.
I have to say though, as the storm approached it was sometime near evening and the sun was setting. It was painting silhouettes in the sky, and the clouds were colors I’d never seen. I mean I’ve seen them individually, but never all together like that. They were pink and red and orange and purple and gold. I had to just sit out on the deck, despite the captain’s warning about staying in our cabins, and just admire their beauty.
For those of you that have never experienced a storm at sea, I’ll explain it to you (after all, that’s why you’re reading this blog).
The first thing you notice about a coming storm is the silence. The air grows completely still to the point that if a dog is barking on land a mile away you’ll hear it on the ship. Then the air grows charged, like it’s carrying a vibrant electrical charge, and you can actually feel the difference in it on your skin. After that, the silence slowly begins to break because of a distant booming. The booming grows louder and louder and the anticipation is enough to kill you.
As rapidly as the booming starts, the storm breaks just as rapidly without warning. The waves begin to churn and fall over each other until water that was perfectly still grows into a violent, devouring monster.
That’s when the wind kicks in. It was so powerful I saw 200 pound crew members barely able to keep on their feet.
I’ve experienced all this before. But one thing I hadn’t experienced was the sea-fog. White, wet, billowing clouds came pouring in and over the land, so damp and icy my clothes felt like they’d just been through a cold shower. And then as it rolled over us, we could see lightning in the distance, and the thunder would shake the boat.
The storm grew so violent we had to head for the nearest pier. Luckily, the Mexican mainland was n’t too far and we found a pier that let us dock. That’s when we noticed the ship off in the distance. It was about a quarter of a league out and heading straight for us. It would disappear in the sea-fog and as the clouds parted we’d see it again. Everyone was on the deck now, watching the ship. It didn’t respond to any hails so we just stood on the deck like kids watching an inevitable accident (the same thrill I would get when my brother would try and jump off the roof onto a trampoline).
As the ship neared, no one could see any crew on the decks. The captain thought he saw someone near the port side , and as we looked closer we saw it was a corpse lashed to the ship.
You didn’t misread that: a corpse was tied to the ship. How did we know it was a corpse? We didn’t
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