Location: underway

The sun rose this morning, and it will soon set. The food was just eaten, and soon it will be digested. One team got off watch, and another got on. And yet, the waves just keep on coming. As Argonauts, we never stop. We keep on battling the elements and beating up the Red Sea. According to the computer, we should be arriving in Port Ghalib twenty-three days from now. I personally don’t think it will take that long, but I have been known to be an optimist. And even if it takes that long, who cares? The weather is nice enough, and the salt accumulated on our bodies is becoming quite useful. Who needs a salt shaker when you can just shake your head over your plate? But anyhoo, we are all having fun, and we are all in good health, and Charlie’s black eye will clear up nicely.