February 27, 2144 – we landed near the capitol of Gilsumo, on a high hill. The spacecraft was filled with people and cargo, and I was so relieved to get off and stand on terra firma. I waived my arms and jumped a few times to stretch. You would not believe the number of people on that craft! The Fundamentalists had all of us in little cabins, two or three crammed in together. On the upper decks were larger cabins, and they were filled, too. There was no cabin available during the seven months of the trip, even though I offered the Purser $20,000 to upgrade. The center of the craft was filled with cargo, mostly food. All this food was going from America to Clarkl for the grocery stores and the charity dining halls, such as the one we are running. The rich people on the top deck got off first, and then each lower deck in its turn. Finally we reached our deck, and I was able to see the Clarklians starting to unload the food, most of it in large bags.
