Good morning, Vietnam! Oops, what I mean to say was good morning, Los Angeles! After an exhilarating night of creaks and groans and rasps and moans and swishes and splashes, we departed what I will always remember as the haunted Santa Rosa Island. Of course this island was not haunted, but as I mentioned in my previous post, this was simply MY perspective of the situation. Every now and then Andy and I will switch up our positions in the bed, so instead of lying with our heads facing the bow of the boat, we’ll flip around so we are facing the stern. Why do we do this? Just for kicks. And sometimes after sleepless nights of tossing and turning, with the intentions of a better night’s sleep. Sometimes it helps! Sometimes it does not and you end up dreaming of large shadows of bug-like aliens creeping down the companionway, delightful purple colored my little pony characters who introduce themselves as “Jennifer”, and you think “this dream isn’t so bad after all”, but no, look who else has shown up - it’s an ultra scary sorcerer man in a black hooded robe standing at the top of the companionway. He looks eeringly similar to the old wrinkly man on Star Wars, and just as he lifts his fingers and it looks like lightening bolts may fire out of them, you turn to your sleeping Captain and start shaking him “wake up! Wake up!” but he doesn’t wake up. Then you wake up and realize it was all a dream. In this case, the latter happened, and too chilled to go back to sleep and risk what else might emerge from that companionway I lay wide awake next to a happily sleeping Captain and instead listened to all the intriguing colorful sounds that awake from an anchored boat. And that is how I will always remember Santa Rosa Island. I think I’ll sleep in the other direction from now on…
But enough about the weird and crazy dreams that apparently transpire from my twisted head…
We departed the Island of Sorcerers and Aliens and My Little Ponies around 6:30 AM and arrived here in Los Angeles Harbor around 2:30 AM this morning. But I take no credit in the arrival since I abandoned the Captain early in the night to rest my twisted head down and prepare for another night of warped and misshapen dreams. But I won’t get into those right now. If for some strange reason, you DO have interest in the oh-so-vivid dreams that I seem to be having every single night since our departure from Sausalito, please feel free to visit my dream blog at http://redstardreamsandnightmaresandsorcerersohmy.blogspot.com.
I clicked on that hoping that you actually had started another blog full of your dreams because you like blogging so much. :P I wonder what's giving you such crazy dreams? Dramamine? All the rockin and rollin?
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