Here's my office, the mighty Victoria Clipper IV, in Victoria's inner harbour.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Corner office with a waterfront view
This week I'm officially back full-time to my perennial summer job, running passengers from Seattle to Victoria BC. Once my schedule stabilizes out a bit I'll have much more time to post, and specifically to continue with the series on Project Orion and possible outmigration to the nearest stars.
Here's my office, the mighty Victoria Clipper IV, in Victoria's inner harbour.
Here's my office, the mighty Victoria Clipper IV, in Victoria's inner harbour.
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Nice office, sailor! Not quite a spacecraft, but close.
ReplyDeleteIt is a nice office and I am impressed, you are running to my home for over a year. BUT there's - always a but - that partial flag on the quarter hull rather spoils things! British Victoria always misses the Empire, and afternoon tea. Wait a minute I thought you were a 'yank'??
ReplyDeleteGood Watch.
@ Space Cowgirl-- not a spacecraft, but definitely the fastest hunk of junk on the Salish Sea!
ReplyDelete@ Captain Peter-- the Union Jack is all marketing. Our real flag is Bahamas!
And yes, I'm American. And I'm currently in the process of becoming either a natural born Australian or a natural born Englishman, but nobody seems to know which.
ReplyDeleteNow I am really confused!! Ok so I can come and work there since I have a Bahamas First Class Certificate of Competency. Sure seems a nice job. I remember when running one of those across the Straits of Florida they can really pitch and we had lots of seasick passengers. Must try to find a photograph of us.
ReplyDeleteGood Watch.
I'm with Peter, how does that work?? However it works, whatever the bureaucratic mess behind your comment, I'd peg you as an Aussie before I'd ever peg you as a Brit.
ReplyDeleteI've never been to Victoria, but everyone who has says it's one of the prettiest cities in the world. Shuttling between that and Seattle seems like an awesome way to make a living.
My mother was an Aussie war-bride, and a few years back the Australian government decided to repatriate the war-brides and their children. But it turns out that my mother left Australia before it was actually a country, and was still simply a protectorate of Great Britain. And therefore was never technically an Australian citizen herself. So, we'll see where it ends up.
ReplyDeleteYes, the Strait of Juan de Fuca on a stormy day can be a lumpy ride, for sure.