Back in 1964 my mom & I were sailing home from Naples to NYC on the USS Constitution. We hit an atlantic storm that pitched the liner so much the water (and my 9 yr old self in my tube) in the pool was running from one end to the other with each wave. It was so awesome! Then they made me get out.
Waaaaiiit, whaaat? You sailed on Old Ironsides? And there was a pool???