Returning to Galveston I find a friend I thought dead still alive and the story I thought over having a dramatic turn in it’s plot.
A stop in Galveston is supposed to be about finding a new journal but instead I instead am faced with the fate of someones eternity.
On the other side of the Mississippi lies an overlooked and unappreciated park of the country, it’s called Southern Louisiana. My road led me through there and I came out on the other side with a fondness for the place and the people.
A leak in the hull, failed pumps and miles from land. Everything a good sea adventure needs.