For this morning's competition at the Lido deck pool.
Captained by Mr. Trump. Made from stuff I found in this morning's garbage can plus some decaying bird of paradise stalks, and a few strips of duct tape I brought with. He's always looking backwards and indeed the craft did seem to prefer to go backwards. The sail was an immigration confirmation notice for tomorrow morning. As for the fork in the bow...well, like Yogi Bera said, "When you come to a fork in the road...Take it.".
