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| Wednesday, May 29, 2002 |
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And, 5407 miles to the Northwest, one more on the water 
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Downsized thanks
I had written a long
Rock & Groan
Got sick late yesterday. Something lower-intestinal. Not fun. I don't think it had anything to do with the motion of the boat, though that hardly helped.
I feel better this morning, but not much. Right now I'm writing my SuitWatch newsletter while sitting in the Explorer Lounge, as the ship glides slowly up Stephan's Pasage toward Juneau, where we'll arrive in a couple hours. The sky is overcast, and everything outside — sky, mountains, glacirs, woods, sea — is gray. The only color is a slight hint of green in the water. Yet the scene is other-world spectacular. The mood would be improved if the boat would turn off the loud, incongruous music coming through the speakers in the ceiling. Right now it's playing Lynard Skynnard's Sweet Home Alabama (where the skies are so blue...). Hey, AK isn't that far from AL, no? Now they're playing some even more incongruous oompah music while a pod of geezers steps between my couch and the window to ooh and aah at some whales. I'm joking with the guy next to me. "Whaddayasay we point at fictitious things in the distance?" "Look! There's a crack in the Earth! All the water is flowing in!" Now John Denver warbles: "Hey, it's good to be back home again."
We're going out on a whale/glacier watch this afternoon. The forecast looks encouraging. Fifty-two degrees. Rain. Wind. Nice.
Okay, enough. I gotta work.
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