of an island in the distance. Royal blue, turquoise, full of life.
The ironwood deck, smooth and clean, stretched to the bow of the ship Katharina, soft spume hitting our faces. The sun was brilliant, but shadowed by the big canvas covering that provided daytime shade.
Around the deck was a variety of chairs, including cushioned areas where you could stretch out and nap.
Come on, man, when’s the last time you did that? Just head to a quiet corner, put your feet up,