The experts are headed home, and David Livingstone is threatening to lead us on a serious, Irish-style pub crawl. Luckily for my land legs, he doesn't get the chance. Saul, the sound guy, begins snaking a microphone up David's shirt for a last-minute shoot. David stands still but looks a bit impatient, like a fourth-grader getting his tie adjusted at a wedding. David approvingly looks over a meticulously detailed scale-model of the wreck.
Every porthole is there, every scrap of torn hull.
But it's not quite right. He points a long finger at the starboard side of the bow. This hole is bigger. Then he moves his gaze to port. And it's missing the bend here.