We had to walk down a long pier to get to the carrier. The boys told me they had to climb up numerous flights of steep metal steps on the outside of the ship to get to their berths. I, on the other hand, slept in officers quarters quite near the hanger. They slept in berths stacked five-high. I shared a room for four with one other woman.
Look out folks! He's now armed with more than a capgun or water pistol. And he's dangerous with those!
For some reason, this entire trip inspired poses of warfare and battle. Can anyone explain that to me?