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      <title>Nets, and Squalls, and Waterspouts</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;The last 72 hours have been some of the most surreal, exhausting, and exciting of my life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wrote about some of the first two days&amp;rsquo; highs and lows &lt;a href=&#34;https://forgeover.com/articles/2015/11/12/position-report-november-12-2015&#34;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The following night and day were just as full on. Things started out calm enough that I thought I might just watch a movie on my first watch. I was into a really high tension scene in Fury when I looked up and saw buoys all around. I had just scanned the horizon moments before using a combination of binoculars and a high powered flashlight.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>I Want to See Dragons for My Birthday</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;We take birthday wishes seriously in Convivia. We keep presents small and homemade, as the real celebration is in the cake. Cakes are dreamed up layer by layer, often years in advance. Olive wishes for her eighth birthday were a stuffed mouse, a watch, pizza for dinner, and a caramel, chocolate, marshmallow and chocolate ganache layer cake. All of her wishes seemed totally reasonable thanks to my mom sending a birthday watch to us before we even left Brisbane. I had a stuffed mouse pattern on board, along with fabric and stuffing. I stowed a stash of Belgian chocolate under my bed in June and in Darwin I packed into my teeny tiny fridge the cream, butter, and mozzarella necessary for the big day. Somewhere along the way Olive decided on a bigger wish, &amp;ldquo;I want to see dragons on my birthday.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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