I’ve been making a lot of progress on my as-yet-untitled New Orleans story, but the random ship-hilarity hasn’t stopped, so I can’t resist doing quick little journal comics, too.
This is Marisca on the left, teaching us a little bit of Afrikaans. My friend Nicola teaches Afrikaans by accident, because it’s apparently a safe-ish way to swear under one’s breath in guest areas. So sometimes I ask her, “How do you spell ‘%&$# (*$^‘?” And then she blanches, and replies, “Don’t say that!”