This is Guatamala. We’ve been sailing for a few days now. I don’t remember much about it. I can’t remember it at all now that I try.

“Hmmm, whatever could have happened so that you wouldn’t remember?”

idk

It’s very pretty though. I have to say that. This is such a great looking beach and there isn’t a soul on it.

There are always birds flying with us. Even a hundred miles offshore we still have birds cruising along in our wake. They really know how to take advantage of the draft we are making for them. They can fly along with us all day long. I always look for them now.

“Any image with a blue border clicks to a video on YouTube.”

They reminded me it is Thanksgiving. I would not have noticed otherwise.

“Nothing says Thanksgiving quite like pink candy palm trees and watermellon slices! Thanksgiving is an American holiday. None of these people are Americans.”

Most of the passengers are Americans. Not all, but most. The decorations are close enough, I’ll take it.

“The ‘real’ world looks a lot like the Ai generated world.”