Call me Ishmael. I live in Manhattan. I remember one of my best journey at sea. I loved discovering new places and was my dream. This dream led me to a journey that I will remember all my life. The large whales and their beauty always inspire me. And atteract me towards them. The deadly dark ocean have a strange feeling as if I have some relation with it.
On Monday, 1890, we continued sailing towards Massachusetts. It was joy and excitement on the ship. Many people on the ship were going to Massachusetts for whaling and few had the purpose of earning money, few were going for discovering new places like me and rest had other dreams. We traveled the whole day, night and the next day. On Tuesday night the ship dropped anchor on land of Massachusetts.