After the Cranberry Museum, we hopped over to the Maritime Museum to cause more trouble. And potentially learn something. But mostly cause more trouble.

^{We lost the supplies? We have resort to cannibalism?}

^{No, no, rescue is surely around the corner!}

^{Quick! Let’s commandeer this ship while the crew sleeps!}

^{Set a course for Barbados! Cabana boys, here we come! …I am still thinking about cannibalism.}

^{I am the best stealth captain ever! Muahahahaha!}

^{Help! Evan is being attacked by a fearsome octopus!}

^{Quick! Grab onto something, anything to pull us aboard!}

^{We’ll each have to demonstrate our specific skills in order to earn an honest living aboard the ship.}

^{Some of us are less naturally skilled than others and have to rely on the natural loneliness and drunkenness of sailors.}

^{How long is going to take for them to feed us? Crikey! …I am still thinking about cannibalism.}

^{Soooooo….hungry!}

^{I don’t want to do any work, per se. I just want three hots and a cot.}

^{Quick, cut the power to create confusion so we can escape with a rowboat and provisions!}

^{A bye-bye, everybody!}

^{How could these sweet faces possibly wreak havoc on a perfectly nice museum?}

^{…Nevermind.}