The trip
So: a client invited me to visit. The client happens to be a nine-billion-strong civilisation that lives on a disc-shaped world — an actual flat world, with seas and mountains and cities — and that whole world rides on a ship, parked in the shade behind the Sun. A world and a ship at once. Reader, I went. Here's everything, holiday-blog style, because that is genuinely what it felt like once I stopped panicking about the scale.