At the end of the day in Tampa, Greg went to Clearwater Beach (latitude 27.9772, longitude -82.8279) to watch the sun set. Earlier that day he saw the sun rise on Miami Beach.
As the sun began its entry below the waters of the Gulf of America, Greg quickly phoned his brother on a boat in the Indian Ocean near the Cocos Islands (latitude -27.9772, longitude 97.1721) to ask him, “Where do you see the sun in the sky where you are right now?”
“Right now it’s rising in the east,” his brother said.
“How is it possible that I’m seeing the sun half-way below the horizon in the west while you’re watching it rise half-way above the horizon in the east?”
“That’s what you get when you talk to someone on the opposite side of a globe.”
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Denise offers the prompt word “entry” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
There’s not much to this story except that I have some friends who have been trying to convince me that the earth is flat. This is sort of a rebuttal to their argument.
I was also looking for an opportunity to use the new name, Gulf of America. It took a minute to make the AI tool in the Brave browser admit that the correct name is the Gulf of America considering my current location in Florida although it tried to convince me otherwise.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 