Hello everyone welcome back to another episode to Decoding the Unknown I'm your host

Simon why I'm saying one of my rights to this case ills are rice me a script what happens to the

SS Waratar we're gonna read it together and it starts with a letter Dear diary.

My second voyage to Australia proved uneventful.

It was so good to feel the sea spray on my hull again. Is this letter all for the respect of

a boat? This is the weirdest start of her decoding the unknown ever. After the

little incident on my first trip I was worried that I would be stuck in those dry docks forever. We've delivered our precious

cargo and passengers. Wait, is this going to Australia? Where is it going? It's like a boat to Australia.

Precious cargo and criminals.

And the crew is scurrying about to load everything for our next trip.

Humans are such strange little creatures digging things up here and there.

Loading it onto ships to take there only to load stuff up and send it back here again.

I don't mind.

I'm a ship.

Sailing is what I do best.

Tomorrow morning we leave for Durbin, we might pick up a passenger or two, but we won't

stay long.

Then onwards to Cape Down.

I'm a little nervous, the waters there are treacherous.

I trust my Captain and my crew, but we don't know each other that well just yet.

I can't tell what they're about to do do and I know they feel the same about me.

The ship's in dry dock told me not to worry another voyage or two and we'll soon understand each

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