I knew I'd be able to pick up speed with publishing if I got back into it. I just needed to re-familiarize myself with the process. Publishing eBooks is really easy, and now, with that AI tool that Rish introduced me to, making covers is really easy too.
I'm pretty addicted to that AI picture making thing, too. I should be doing other things, but I keep finding myself asking the AI to generate more and more and more images for me. Today, I used it to generate this cover for my story, "The Battle of the Ideas."
I put it together while going through the story and checking it for typos and grammatical errors. Once I was done, I popped onto Amazon and published the story. So, that gives me five stories for the month of February. I guess I'll have to up my goal for March to something much higher. I think I might be able to do eight or ten or maybe even more...
Oh, if you'd like, please head over to Amazon and buy yourself a copy of the story. It's a pretty good one if you ask me. I've always put it up there with my best. It did air on the Dunesteef years ago as well, but you can think of it as throwing a tip in my little jar on my piano as thanks for the story...and you get the eBook that you can keep using forever more.
I know you've all been on pins and needles for the weeks that it's been since you heard part one of my story, "Karma Is My Boyfriend." Well, the wait is finally over. The second half of the story is here, and it's now available to listen to over at my Patreon.
If you're not a member yet, don't fret, there's still time to join the ranks of the best Patreon group since the advent of the site. You can join for as little as $1 a month, and get access to every episode a whole week before the regular public does. Not only that, but you get the satisfaction of knowing that your support has made these episodes possible and if it weren't for you, the show would come to a grinding halt as Big is overcome by depression from all the constant rejection he receives.
So, vacation is in the rear view mirror and I am back in the swing of
things. I tried a second experiment with fasting this week, doing two
back to back alternate day fasts to see if I could still hit my DBR that
I was looking for with that or if it had to be a 72-hour fast like last
week. Check out the results on today's exciting episode of Journey to
One-derland!
I'm going to talk about this even at the risk of sounding condescending, which I am told I am when I talk about food. I try not to be, but I guess I just am. Sorry. I suppose you can skip it if you want. Most people skip all of the posts, so you'll be in the majority.
Have you ever heard of the Bliss Point?
It's something in food science where they have worked out the optimal ratio of fat and salt and sugar. They have scientifically studied it for the last 100 years until they've engineered all the processed foods we find at the grocery store or particularly the convenience store to be irresistible. You can't eat just one. Once you pop you can't stop.
They've basically engineered our food into evolutionary traps. An evolutionary trap is something that takes advantage of a cue from evolution to entice something into partaking of it, but it is actually detrimental or even deadly. For example, there was a particular electrical wire nut that someone designed, but when they used it, they found that it fooled hummingbirds into thinking it was a flower. The hummingbirds would stick their beaks inside the wire nut to get nectar, but instead they'd get zapped by the live wire and die. They had to redesign the wire nut so that it didn't bring birds to their death.
Fat and salt are necessities for humans. Sugar, not so much. Combine them just right, however, and you have something that will bring people running from all around to consume. We have no resistance to it. Our evolution has prepared us to eat as much of it as possible, but it is actually really bad for us, and will kill us off. Not as quickly as a live electrical wire, at least, so there's that. But if it was that fast acting, then we wouldn't be falling for it so badly. Instead, it poisons us throughout our lifetime, slowly robbing us of our energy and vitality until it triggers something like cancer or heart disease or diabetes or alzheimer's and so forth.
So, I thought it was kind of funny to see this box of granola bars at work.
It's Nature Valley's Sweet and Salty nut granola bars. It almost feels like either they don't care anymore or that they just don't have any creativity left. They're letting the mask down with this branding. They're bragging about combining two of the three factors of the bliss point for you (and you know they have the third point maximized in there as well, they just don't talk about fat out in the open, because it's been demonized since the 1970s).
I've seen this brand before, but yesterday, the name just jumped out at me. I thought, why don't you just take the mask down all the way and name them Bliss Point Bars? Everybody is so captured by your products already that they wouldn't even say anything about it. They'd just keep eating and expanding and getting sicker. It doesn't matter.
I'm told that I am crazy and weird for not eating like everybody else. I'm the weird one. Is one of us supposed to be a dog in this scenario? Who is the dog? I am? I am the dog?
The funny thing is that before about 1910, no human had ever eaten anything like what we eat today. Then we got busy inventing and came up with things like Cheerios and Coca-cola and Mars bars and Sour Patch Kids and Nerds Gummies. In the last 100 years, this way of eating has been normalized. These things used to be a treat, now they're the norm.
What happened in the time of that normalization? Chronic illnesses have skyrocketed from nearly non-existent to the main causes of death in our societies. Worse, we Americans have spread our culture and our products across the world, so the whole world has joined us in our misery. We were the first to see our life expectancy diminish, but now, people are living shorter less fulfilled lives everywhere.
There is a way out of it. Eat real food. Eat human food. Every species has a species-specific diet, and they flourish most when they eat it, and suffer when they stray. Pandas eat bamboo. If you try to feed it something else, it will suffer and die. Humans are animals too, no matter how much we want to insist we are above that. We have to eat what we are evolved to eat.
What is that? Well, as you might guess, since I call myself a carnivore, I believe that we are supposed to eat meat, fatty meat. Even if you can't go there, however. I'll guarantee you this, we're not evolved to eat Doritos and Mountain Dew. Processed food is all poison. It's slow poison, but it will rob at least twenty years of quality life from you if you indulge in it. Eat real food. Eat whole foods. If it comes from a bag or a box or a can, then it doesn't belong in your body.
If you change that, you will be amazed at the difference in your life. Your energy will grow. Your focus will sharpen. Your resolve will augment. When I'm not on carnivore, I revert back to my lazy uninspired self every time. Once I'm one carnivore for a while, I get ambitious and am writing 1,000 words a day again. I say that processed foods will rob you of twenty years of life, but worse, it robs you of the quality in the years that you do live. I don't care if I live to 100 or 120. What I want is to actually live the years that I'm alive, and the only way that's possible is if I quit poisoning myself daily with processed foods.
To finish it off, I figured I'd attach this video from Dr. Anthony Chaffee talking about evolutionary traps and what to do about sugar, particularly that in honey and fruit. Spoiler alert, it's not any different. It's still sugar.
Okay, folks. I did it. The month isn't over yet, so I could still blow it with the writing, but I managed to get my publishing goal completed. I just published the fourth and final story that I needed for this month. You may remember it from the earliest days of The Dunesteef. The story is called "Stalled" and it's about a guy who is trying to be the number one sales associate at his firm, and he's ignoring all other aspects of life along the way in pursuit of that goal. Then, something grim and grisly happens that causes him to reevaluate his priorities. I won't tell you what it is, but if you remember then you remember.
If you never read it before or if you'd like to read it again to refresh your memory, head over to Amazon and pick it up. I hope you enjoy it. There was a time when this was the very best story I'd ever written, and it's still up there with the best, I think.
So, to up my goal from last month of 1,250 words a day, I decided that I would add publish a story once a week to that. It started in slow, but then it started to grow. Now, with just a few days left in February, I'm really close, because I published "Karma Is My Boyfriend" on Amazon.
So, if you listened to the first half of the story over on The Anklecast, and can't wait for me to get around to putting out the second half, feel free to head over to Amazon and buy the eBook to read ahead of the class. That would be totally awesome if you did.
So, now I am at three of four stories for the month, and I'm actually caught up with the pace I have to be at. I have just five days left to get that last story published, but I'm going to make it for sure, because I took the picture that I needed to make the cover for the story. I'll probably publish it tomorrow and be done with it.
Oh, by the way, for "Karma Is My Boyfriend," I tried a bunch of things for the cover, and the dang AI thing that Rish introduced me to just didn't want to cooperate. The picture you see above is the best one I could manage. However, I did get it to create two characters for me that were separate, and then I combined them into one picture using Photoshop. Let me know which cover you prefer. Here's the other one:
Just before Christmas, Ross got these Toony Terrors figures en masse at their stores. They tried to charge $12 for each, but I bought one of these guys years ago when they first came out at full-price and it had cost me $12 then. Yes, inflation has brought the price up, and they now want more, but I hardly found $12 to be a worthwhile discount for the figures at Ross, so I left them all.
They sat for a while, because I wasn't the only one who objected to the price, but many of them have sold. The most exciting and sought after figures still sold at that price, and now the only ones that remain are the lesser characters like the Miner from My Bloody Valentine and the Nun from...uh...The Nun. As those stuck around, they suddenly decided to mark them down...but they did it in a really haphazard way. I found many of them marked down to $8.50, but then many other in the same store not marked down at all. I couldn't figure out what the deal was, but the ones that were marked down were always the lesser characters, so I left them still.
The other day, however, I found Ash from The Evil Dead at $8.50, and I loved those movies, so I figured I'd pick it up.
I'll put it in my Halloween stash and pull in out in October this year. I can't wait for that to come around, because I have a lot of stuff now that has never seen the light of day yet.
They did have a variant version of this toy where he is covered in blood.
I think that one would have been better as a Halloween decoration, but I never saw that one on sale like I did with the clean one. So, I guess you get what you get.
As Ash himself once said, "You're the good Ash. I'm the bad Ash." Of course, then the good one blows the bad one away with his shotgun and says, "good? Bad? I'm the one with the gun!"
At the same Walmart that had the $10 Batmobile that I mentioned yesterday, I also found a Fortnite Christmas figure. I grabbed it, because I figured it had to be on clearance by now. If it wasn't, I'd leave it behind at the register, but it rang up as $3, which is particularly cheap for a Fortnite guy, not even Ross sells them that cheap, so I took him home with me.
He'll surely go up at Christmas, but he might get to have some fun on Ankletown Station around December as well. I can put him with the Cuddle Team Leader Christmas figure, and if he manages to come in time, the 4-inch scale Santa Claus that I pre-ordered in December.
he comes with this big hambone thing for his harvesting tool.
I'm sure I've said this before, but I hate the stupid harvesting tools. They're useless to me. I suppose Fortnite game fans must actually like them or they would have stopped bothering to include them a while ago, but I think they're pointless.
This one might be somewhat worth it though. If I cut the handle of it off, it could be a big Christmas ham that someone has on their table. It's not bad looking for that.
So, maybe it's not totally worthless like the rest of those stupid harvesting tools are. It kind of surprises me how I'm still finding Christmas figures in February. I wonder if this will keep going on all year long. I wouldn't hate that, I have to admit. I sure love decorating with toys at Christmastime.
We're coming up on the end of February. We've made it a full 20 days in. It's time for my second report on my writing progress in the month, so let's start with my month's chart.
Going pretty good. I've managed to hit 1,250 or more every day this month, which, up until last month, would have gotten me an all-time high total for a month. That probably won't be the case this month, though, because it's February which is shorted, and I went so far above my goal last month that my average was 1,332. That's a higher bar to clear. I'm not going to do it this month. That's okay, I had other goals. But first, let's see the chart for my month's goal of 36,250 words.
26134 / 36250 (72.09%)
I'm at 72%. Yeah, I'm going to hit the goal. Unless I slack off and stop getting my daily goal. That's the only way I wouldn't hit that, and I ain't gonna slack off.
What other goal do I have this month? I'm not trying to outdo my record high word count month from January. Instead, I added in a new pursuit. I have to publish a story for each week of the month. Last report, I had yet to reach a single publication. Did I allow that to continue? Well, if you read either of the posts I did yesterday, then you know that I sure didn't.
2 / 4 (50.00%)
I published two stories, and I'm halfway there. I have a third that is all but ready to go. I'm just looking for a good cover image, and then I can put that one out. Having some issues with it. I meant to take the picture myself, but i keep forgetting to do it. Maybe I can lean on Perchance again, and get it to make me a cover, but so far, all the images I've gotten from it have sucked.
Okay, how is the year going?
My total is all the way up to 132,402. That's a pretty high number. I like the sound of it. And I'm getting pretty close to halfway there, too. Won't happen this month, but soon. Here's my meter.
132402 / 304475 (43.49%)
43%, getting ever so close to 50%. Exciting. And on top of that, I'm getting through a lot of work that I figured I'd probably never do. I wrote a novel, a novella, and a novelette so far. Now I'm in the process of writing a story called, "Love Walks In," that I have had in my head for about twenty years. I'm 13,215 words in. Before March is through, I'll have crossed that one off the list as well. That's exciting to me. Another novella to add to the list.
So, things are going well. Watch for more stuff to be published, and more things to be written to be able to be published.
No, just kidding. This isn't a sequel or anything, but it is a sequel to the last post that I did, earlier today. I told you that I needed to get going on the publishing, because I missed a few weeks, and I had to remember how it was done and all of that. Well, now I'm at the point where I am past that...at least when it comes to publishing short stories as eBooks.
So, I have published my second story for the month today as well. This one is one that I have never shared before. It's about two friends who grow up together, but go in very different trajectories. One passes from strength to strength, and the other makes one mistake after another until his life is in utter shambles. Then, the one doing well encounters the one doing poorly, and offers him a chance to go back and make things different in his life. The man jumps at the chance, but nobody knew just what he would change.
It's a story called Euthanasia, and I wrote it many years ago as a Broken Mirror exercise with Rish. I hope you check it out.
You can find it on Amazon for the low, low price of $2.99. Don't walk, run!
As part of my general plan of writing every day and working toward becoming an author, I made the goal to publish at least one story every week in the month of February. Maybe I should rephrase that, though. I am going to publish one story for every week in February. I knew I wouldn't get anything the first week, because I would be in the Bahamas on a cruise.
I also knew it would take a little time to get back into the swing of publishing, because I hadn't done anything along those lines since last year at about this time. I was basically going to have to re-learn how to do it. I didn't think that would take too awfully long though. And, well, I guess it didn't, because here I am to tell you that I just published a story on Amazon.
It's not a new story that has never been seen before, sadly. If you are a long-time listener of the Dunesteef, then you might remember the episode where I shared my alternate universe story, "The Tenth Album," about a man who is working at his failing record store when suddenly his best friend walks in to look around. Except his best friend died years ago. How could he be here right now if he's dead?
They are led on an adventure to reunite his friend with his family, and combine the alternate universes in a happy and joyful manner. There won't by a dry eye in the house...even if I have to spray you with water to make it happen.
I made up a cover for the story that looks like this:
That's based off the original artwork that Gino Moretto hatched up for the episode back in 2017 when we first put out the episode. I did it using this AI program that Rish recommended called Perchance. It's an interesting exercise.
Then I forgot that I'd made the cover, and made one more.
I'm curious which one you like better. Which one do you think I should use? Which one makes you want to read the story more?
Anyhow, you can find the story over on Amazon, published under the name BD Anklevich.
Last week, by the end of the cruise I went on, I'd gained quite a lot of weight. I had some work to do to get back to what I was before. What challenges did I face during the week? Did I defeat them? How? What are my ketones and DBR doing? Find out on another thrilling episode of Big Anklevich on Health!
When I was at Walmart the other day, I found this on their clearance aisle. It was $35 originally, I believe, but I got it for $10.
It's the Batmobile from the line of toys they made for the Flash movie, and it's made for 4-inch figures. It's pretty basic, but also pretty cool. Truthfully, I have no idea what I'll do with it. I mean, a Batmobile wouldn't seem too terribly out of place on Ankletown station, so it could remain as is. I have a Batwing from this same line that I plan on just putting out as a Batwing and changing in no way.
However, Ankletown station is supposed to be a space port. Would it have rolling cars? Or do I need to make it a flying car with wheels that go sideways like a Delorean? I don't know. I have the Batmobile from The Batman movie, the one that just looks like a muscle car, and I was planning on making that one a flying car. Maybe I should do the same with this one. But it already looks pretty futuristic, so maybe it's unnecessary.
It took me a while just to figure out how to open the window. I kept trying to pull it up, before I finally realized that it actually slides forward.
You can fit only one figure into the cockpit.
But it came with two figures. That's a Batman that's supposed to look like the Michael Keaton version, and then there's a Flash figure.
They're not great figures, but they're also not terrible. Neither of them particularly belong on Ankletown Station, though. They're not very Sci-Fi. I have several Batmans and Flashes that I have no idea what I'll do with. They were super cheap, though, when you consider that I got both figures and the Batmobile for $10, so it wouldn't be a big loss if I just pitched them in the trash can. I won't, because you never know what I might be able to do with them, but I totally could and not be affected at all.
The third day of our cruise was spent at sea the entire time...although, does it count as the third day if the first day we didn't even set out until after dark? Well, they count it when they are charging you, so I suppose I should count it too. Anyway, at sea the whole day was a bit of a bummer, particularly because we had such crummy weather. One second it looked like this:
Then the next minute, it looked like this:
Those pictures were actually taken at the same time. I went from one side of the ship to the other, and it seemed like I was in a totally different place. So, the day spent at sea didn't work out like I'd hoped. I was planning on laying out in the sun beside the pool and getting as bronze as a statue, but much of the day the sun was blocked by clouds, and as soon as the sun went away, it got cold. There was a constant breeze, and without the sun, the breeze chilled you. With the sun it was a different story.
The worst part about the cruise was that the main thing to do there was to eat. The buffet was open almost the entire day, and you could go to the restaurant and order whatever you wanted and as much of it as you wanted three times a day as well. Since May, I've been doing the opposite of that. I generally eat only once a day, and that's only on the days that I'm not fasting and therefore eating no times a day. For the first time in forever, I ate three meals a day. I did my best to stick to pure low carb foods, but eating so often meant that it didn't really matter. By the time I got back, I'd gone from weighing 214 the Saturday that I left to 224 the Saturday that we got back. Ten pounds in one week! How long am I going to have to struggle to get that back off again? I hope it won't be that long, but who knows?
The funny thing is I can't understand why we had a whole day at sea. If you look at this map of our route, it shows how far we traveled on the first night to make it to Nassau.
We went all the way out there, but then spent a whole day coming half the way back. Maybe there's some kind of nautical reason why they had to take that route, but it seems like we could have spent a lot more time at Ocean Cay than just a day if we'd taken the direct route instead. Whatever...I'm no sailor, so I guess I get what I get.
The next morning, we arrived at our second destination.
We were having trouble docking, though. They said the current was too strong for us to make the approach, and we had to keep circling and trying again. It wasn't until around noon that we were finally able to pull into the port.
Ocean Cay is a private island owned by the cruise company, and they've been developing it into a destination for the last few years. When we got there and started walking around, I felt like I was at Disneyland...a sort of beach Disneyland. There were cute little sidewalks to stroll along with souvenir shops and food stands everywhere, bathrooms were strategically placed throughout, and speakers along the side of the lane played music the whole time. I kept expecting to hear an announcement say, "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, the Main Street Electrical Parade is about to begin!"
It's pretty much all artificial except for the ground beneath your feet, although that might be artificial as well. I think the island might be at least partially man made. Wikipedia says the island was built by dredging back in the 1960s. Oh, wow, I just discovered that there's a three part documentary about the development of the island on Tubi. I think I'm going to have to watch that.
Anyway, the place is really beautiful now. The water is that lovely pale blue that you get in the Bahamas when you combine crystal clear water with the white sand underneath.
It's a good thing that I lost a lot of weight in the last year, or I'd be too embarrassed to let anyone see these pictures. I've still got a goodly way to go to lose those love handles and the like, but I feel a lot better about myself than I did 75 pounds ago.
That lighthouse in the background was pretty cool, and I love lighthouses. I wanted to go on the tour of the thing, but my wife kept complaining about the idea. She said her knees were hurting, and she didn't want to make it worse by climbing all of the steps up there. She said I could do it by myself...which didn't really appeal to me. If I had wanted to do stuff by myself, then I wouldn't have taken her along on the trip. I did walk over and get a picture by it.
It's different than an old lighthouse though. It's very modern, as you can see by looking at it. It's see through. Which is, I suppose, a way to make sure that they wind is less likely to damage it. I did walk over and inquire about the lighthouse tour, and they told me they were already all booked and I could wait around to see if anybody didn't show up, but I wouldn't be certain to get a spot. I decided against wasting a half hour waiting for the tour, and just moved on with my life.
The lighthouse was pretty cool though. It lit up at night. When night came along, just before leaving, they had a big party on the beach, and the lighthouse joined in with a light show. At the time we filmed it, it was pretending to be the graphic equalizer for the music.
It supposedly did a whole huge light show, but it was taking forever to happen, and it was getting cold up there on the top deck in the wind, so we didn't stick around to see it.
What did we do while we were on the island? Well, we waded and swam in the beautiful water...
And laid in the sun.
We'd had so much cloudy and rainy weather during the trip but here on Ocean Cay that morning, we were finally getting the sun we'd been looking for. It turned out to be a little more than we were ready for. You can tell from this picture of me from the end of the day.
Yup, I'm pretty red by then. Whoops. No matter. It didn't last very long. The next day it was fading to brown, and now, a week later, I'm as bronze as a statue, just like I set out to be.
Ocean Cay was the end of our trip. The next morning, first thing, we were in Miami and beginning our deboarding process. Later that day, we caught our flight back to Houston, and then it was back to life as usual. Our time in paradise was over, but it sure was nice while it lasted.
We left for our cruise on Monday and headed for Nassau in the Bahamas. As I showed in my earlier post, I got a little out of hand with the pictures of the city in the sunset from the top deck of the ship, but I also went around to explore the ship as we waited on the pier before we left.
This was the pool deck.
Or here it is from above.
I've never been on a cruse before, so I am unfamiliar, but from what I've heard, the pool and other stuff on this boat were small and old, and cruise ships are even more monstrously gigantic and overbuilt these days. Seems a bit much, though I guess if you're there with kids or something you might want more options.
This was a spot called the Tiger Bar that we sat down at for a moment while we were exploring. My wife decided we needed a picture while I was there.
There were a lot of spots in the ship that were supposed to be fancy and inviting for you to spend time at...a bunch of bars, anyway. They sell alcohol packages so you can drink as much as you want and pay one flat fee. Me and my wife aren't big drinkers, so we opted out of that.
Those bars were where they had a great deal of music performance, so we spent some time in them to watch those a little, but they were never that great, so we didn't stick around for too long.
We went to the theater each night and watched the shows they put on there. That was always pretty good, and a little interesting too. I wondered how the dancers managed to keep things together when the ship would sway to and fro. One of the shows was a circus performance, and there was a stunt where a guy on a unicycle had gone up onto a platform about ten feet off the ground, and was preparing to jump about six feet across to another platform that was four or five feet lower. As he was about to jump, I felt the ship lean to one side, and I couldn't help but be extra nervous. Was I about to see the conditions cause this guy to eat shit from ten feet above? Luckily, it didn't happen. He landed the stunt fine. I wonder if they specifically look for people who are prepared for movement like that. Who knows?
The ship finally got underway well after dark.
And we sailed all night long. By morning, we were already in port in Nassau.
There were a bunch of excursions you could go on to do things like parasailing and snorkeling, but they were all pretty costly, so me and my wife opted to just explore the city a little and maybe lay on the beach. The clouds were pretty thick, however, so it wasn't so certain exactly how well the day might go.
My wife wanted to sit around on the boat, and wait to go out until later. I was already bored, however, so I bugged her until she agreed to leave. We walked around the tourist areas right off the pier, checking out the shops, and the straw market. Eventually we were back by the oceanside, and looking at the beautifully light blue water, we wanted to be in it.
Of course, as you can see from the sky in the background, the weather wasn't really cooperating. You can see that I'm wearing a hoodie because of the wind and the intermittent sprinkling rain. At one point, we did get a bit of sun, and while it was looking sunny, we happened to arrive at Junkanoo beach, so we walked on down and I rolled up my pants to wade into the water.
I felt like a goofball with pants on wading in the water, but it's what I had to do. It's interesting how beautiful the beach and water can look while the sky looks so ugly.
Of course, that sun only lasted a few minutes. The next thing you know, the rain and the wind picked up, and we found ourselves running from the beach and forced back to the shopping for useless trinkets area. I did like the architecture, and took a few pictures of that.
It kind of reminded me of what I saw in New Orleans when we visited that city. My wife took this picture of me on a street next to a fancy old Anglican church. I guess we should have found a different spot than right net to the pile of garbage, though. Oops.
We looked at the church itself. I really love old churches and similar old buildings that retain that old world style of building. Modern architecture is so soulless and horrible, but this old stuff is amazing and awe-inspiring.
I took a picture inside as well, and felt like a heel, because the stupid phone played that shutter snap sound effect when the picture was taken. I'd actually made a point of turning off the sound so that it wouldn't happen, but apparently the sound was already off, and what I did was turn it on. Oops.
The stained glass window was particularly nice. It was a pretty church, for sure.
The last thing we did before going back to the ship was attending the Pirates of Nassau museum. My wife had found this while searching for what to do when we docked, and had become enamored with the idea. I wasn't too enthused, myself, but was willing to humor her. I probably shouldn't have, because look what they did to me!
That was on display in the entryway as you waited in line to buy tickets, so I figured it would be fun to get a picture. Inside, they had a bunch of exhibits with recreations of ships and scenes of pirates doing their dastardly deeds.
It's kind of funny to see the way pirates have been whitewashed over the years. These guys were horrible murdering rapists that lived short, dirty and violent lives, but now we look back on them as charming it seems. There was a fair amount of stuff dedicated to how the British managed to eradicate piracy in the Caribbean, but most of the exhibits were doing a lot more to glorify those monsters and their deeds.
Eventually, we were tired and ready to head back to the ship, so we wrapped up our visit in Nassau and called it a day. We would be stopping in one more port before heading home, but I'll leave that for the next post.
