
I've never had the well,
pleasure of looking out my starboard port light and directly into someone's living room before. This threw me for a contextual loop last night when it happened. I had this weird feeling that something was terribly wrong--my boat was on shore!

This beauty (can you read the "1930" carved below the lifering?) has the most amazingly faired hull I've ever seen. What a proper yacht.

The pilot of this chopper must be Very Good indeed--couple feet off the pad and he's either shark chum over the stern or removing paint from the bridge deck. Hmmm...helipad's too small, let's get a bigger boat, then we can get a bigger helicopter, then we can get an even bigger boat...
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