Now I know what it felt like to be on Ahab’s ship.  That sense of helplessness, the need to believe in a community, the sense of impending doom…

And in the meantime, we’re still having the greatest time on the Pequod.  Last night we ate at Dallal, today the kids came for lunch, and Tamar made me brownies – and I’ve got the greatest friends.  

It’s just like the sperm- squeezing chapter.