Trapped in Ice
“When the ship was tied up in the harbour I enjoyed the gentle rocking of the waves. But almost the instant we left port I felt myself getting seasick. I couldn’t believe a ship this big could be picked up so high into the air and set back down again ... and again ... and again and again. Just writing this makes my stomach feel queasy again. Jonnie said it would take a little while for me to get my sea legs but it’s my sea stomach I really want.
Neither Mother nor my brother seem to be nearly as bothered by the motion as I am. My brother not being sick is even worse than being sick myself. He was like a little porcupine, needling me as I hung over the railing.
We’re sailing north, travelling what’s called the inner island route, close to the shore and protected by islands from the open sea. What I can’t believe, although Jonnie has told me it’s true, is that the waves bashing us around aren’t nearly as big as those on the open oceans.
I’ve had plenty of time to look at the scenery— tal...l trees that come almost right down to the water’s edge, narrow stony beaches, rocky cliffs, inlets that twist away and disappear around bends, and high mountains in the distance draped in fog.MoreLess
Neither Mother nor my brother seem to be nearly as bothered by the motion as I am. My brother not being sick is even worse than being sick myself. He was like a little porcupine, needling me as I hung over the railing.
We’re sailing north, travelling what’s called the inner island route, close to the shore and protected by islands from the open sea. What I can’t believe, although Jonnie has told me it’s true, is that the waves bashing us around aren’t nearly as big as those on the open oceans.
I’ve had plenty of time to look at the scenery— tal...l trees that come almost right down to the water’s edge, narrow stony beaches, rocky cliffs, inlets that twist away and disappear around bends, and high mountains in the distance draped in fog.MoreLess
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