I was on board a huge ship leaving a harbour in a huge flotilla of ships of all different shapes and sizes. The one I was on was a gigantic hydrofoil, and the captain was making it swing and swerve across the water so that we could all hardly keep our footing; another similar hydrofoil behind us was doing the same thing. There were yachts and clippers and liners and little powerboats and galleons and ships from all times and places, all heading out on the world's biggest ever pleasure cruise, on a totally open ocean, under a totally blue sky with just a few little speckles of cloud. I thought "Yes! I have to write a book called Sailships!"