Nothing more happened on the passage worth mentioning; so, after a fine run, we safely arrived in Nantucket.

no where i went this weekend really let you take photos. apprently the strippers dont like flash photos and the rich bitches in shoreditch house wont even let you use your phone so all you've got is a photo of bowl passed out roughly 4 feet from his bed and a steam train, because i do like trains. in the future i shall try harder to sneak pictures of women, both naked and rich. mainly the rich old women though because thats how i plan on making my living in the future.