What was that? I swear to god, something just went under the boat. I don't know what it was, but it was shiny, and it was fast.

Is it lunch time yet? I like lunch time. Everyone gathers near the front of the boat, eating their sandwiches and chips. Most usually share, at least a little bit. It's not like everyone can eat all of that. Most usually share, but you gotta watch closely. Gotta be vigilant. And be careful of the gulls. They'll sneak up on you in an instant. They scare easy, but man, are they sneaky.

I've been working this boat forever, it seems like. Every day, all summer long. In the afternoons, after lunch time, there's usually a nice sunny spot on the front deck, and you can sleep there, in the sun, your eyes drifting open and shut with the gentle rolling of the boat. It takes a good bit to wake you, a sudden sound nearby, otherwise you can just let everything go.

Then in the afternoon, we come back to port. You gotta watch the dock closely.