We got out to the party a few days early. It had become clear that we were distracting the crew, drinking cervesa and telling stories. Rodriguez politely encouraged us to move on.
Ryan dropped us off and flew off to the Lesbian Nudists, to deliver some mail. He promisied to pick us up on Sunday. Becky and I were left with Frank so I finally had a chance to get to know Becky's brother.
"So let me show you around," Frank told his sister.
"So this is a 400 ft flip with 80 ft above water. It doesn't seem to be metal. I see Fiberglass and wood." I asked.
"The wood is just the interior. Part of the hull underwater is ferrocement," he told me.
"You'll have to let me know how that goes. My place includes ferro cement flips as well," I suggested.
"I thought you were doing the breakwater route," he said remembering our talks in the past.
"I am. But we have a tower every five hundred feet that's essentially a four hundred ft flip. Eight of them in total," I said a little proud of my place.
"So we both decided on a design that is just like the original 360 ft flip but a little bit bigger," Frank thought it was ironic.
"With cheaper materials," I added.
"I should show you my drawings mostly around what I call the Flip Post," offered Frank.
"I always loved it when you showed your drawings"Becky told Frank.
And so we found ourselves in Frank's room looking at his artworks that covered the walls.
"I was expecting a bunch of small canvases but this is one large mural," I commented before too long.
"I didn't have many materials so I just painted on the walls," Frank answered.
"It's the whole world,"marvelled Becky.
"Not to scale. My seasteads with the national parks are huge," he said modestly.
"You seem to have excellent technique. Did you study art?" I asked.
"Yes I spent three years at school in Sydney,"he answered downplaying his achievements.
"Frank won awards for his artwork," Becky said proud of her brother.
"What is this in your picture,"I pointed to the highest part, probably space.
"It's the six water tanks of the crystal sky," he answered.
"And what are these walkways with little people between tanks?" I wondered.
"Oh yah I hadn't noticed. Why are the little people walking upside down?" Becky asked.
"That's how the force is flowing. The tanks are being whirled around by the earth, flinging tthem out, and the walkway too," Frank answered.
How do you know the force is right? It's true most artificial gravity is done with centrifugal force," I asked.
"That's what got me. I just wasn't sure that a one hundred pound weight would still weigh one hundred when measured on a scale on that walkway," Frank said doubtfully.
"It's a captivating image. I can't help but imagine an entire civilization that evolved on the walkway around the world. But this would depend on that hundred pound weight weighing in at one hundred pounds not two or three as I guess it would be," I said trying to get real.
The conversation wound into the night, matters made worse by Frank's production of a small cardboard box containing contraband recreational stimulants,
Next morning we had breakfast with Reginald and Kryptonite.
Kryptonite was talking in an extremely low morning hangover voice.
"You guys should visit the two other flips," he recommended.
"We're going on a little tour after breakfast," Frank told them.
"The only reason we've got three flips is that our backer wants to suspend a floor between them somehow," Reginald told us
"Frank wants to suspend Noah's arc from flip posts" Kryptonite.claimed..
When flat surfaces are suspended and Airoponics are used most kind of wilderness can be recreated," Frank defended himself.
"You're a genius my friend but you're bapped. Why don't you head over to the Gallery and show these guys project Ezekiel?" Kryptonite urged.
"The three flips are called 'home','the gallery'. smd 'the guest house," inserted Regimald.
".,.and you're going to get a fourth flip and suspend a flat surface between them..." I guessed.
"You would be housed in 'the guest house' except that's where the party is Saturday night." Reginald told us.
"It's only Friday. If you want you can stay there tonight." Frank offered.
That's how we found ourselves with our own Flip in the middle of the pacific that night. Of course gallery had to be explored first.
"Watch your step," Frank told us as we entered the flip at its basement doors.
It's a bit uh, rustic," I said to Frank as we crossed what appeared to be a driftwood floor.
"There's a series of events that bring a lot of driftwood from Chile sometimes," Frank told us.
"How do you know it's Chile?" Becky wondered.
"There's brands in Spanish," he answered.
"I'm sorry to not join your discussion on driftwood but I want to see the gallery," I said climbing a ladder.
"It's mostly designs for what I call 'the Ezekiel profect'," Frank said following me up the ladder.
"Ezekiel saw a wheel a Rollin',way in the middle of the air," sang Becky.
"Exactly," Frank called down from above.
When I got up there I was disappointed to see mostly an elaboration of 'plan a', All the worlds land was depicted in duplicate.
"Australia looks great, but I think Nepal looks ify." Becky said looking it over
"I don't think there's really agreement on how to do mountainous regions. I mean one can do amazing things with two by fours and plywood but stronger and lighter are necessary," Frank told us.
Maybe some kind of fiberglass and chicken wire thing," I suggested.
"Some of these placements are revolutionary. Like this piece in the Bering strait near Russia is amazing. Links the Alutians You might have thought polar bear habitat but millions of Americans would love to drive to Paris," Becky said proudly.
"Not to mention the European kids who want to check out America," I added.
"Some of the integrations are contraversial. Like the road between Morocco and Spain would allow Africans to drive to Spain," Frank allowed.
"I like how you solved the Darien gap own in Panama," I told Frank as I examined his map.
It's kind of stupid that the way to drive from Central America south is blocked by a jungle. In my map I propose making it a park, and using a raft to go around it," Frank told us.
"So a kid in LA can drive to Bangkok and to Buenas Aries. What good is that if you are working on world hunger and climate change," asked kryptoniye who had found his way over from home and joined the tour.
Kryptonite I'm glad you could join us. All I did for global warming is bring the oceans down. Theyree sinking about a quarter inch per year," Frank said modestly.
"Using those retardedly big water tanks. If you sent down power from outer space using microwaves you could desalinate seawater down here," Kryptoniye claimed.
"I'll admit the tanks aren't the most elegant solution. Still,those big green patches on the Sahara and Australia are a bit of success, to say nothing of the green altiplano," Frank argued.
"The real solution to the greenhouse problem is to stop spewing carbon into the air. People have been working on that for 50 years. As of this year internal combustion engines for cars and factories are banned. Things like the ocean levels are just the clean up," I inserted.
"I think your deluded. The tundra is melting and emitting methane. Already half the carbon added to the sky is from natural systems like trees dieing. Once one forest dies it makes others die," Kryptonite argued.
"When a forest dies because it's too hot and dry a new forest grows back,with different species," Frank countered.
"Becky and I are going to check out the second gallery," I said as we took our leave.
"It's not that we don't like sitting and listening to you guys argue," Becky added.
Two hours later Kryptonite and Frank came and found us in the second gallery.