J's hair is magic

We saw orcas. After a few days at sea, slowly peeling off our scarves and balaclavas, sweating as we crossed the gulf stream in our unnecessary foulies, the dolphins came. Debbie called them up with the mention on never having seen one in the wild. Two days later, fins appeared beside the boat and a pod of killer whales showed their spots. I think it was J's magnificent hairstyle and Debbies Duran Duran musical selection. The Orcas stayed with us for only a few minutes, but not even front row seats at Shamu stadium could compare with our friends darting under the stern, between us and the magnificent middle of the sea sunset.