Call me Ishmael This is my story It is a story that happened some years ago and that took me well out into the world I had little to my name and little to lose and the call of the open waters was tugging at my soul I was destined for a world of water whales and wild
My adventure began in a port town filled with men of the sea It was there I met Queequeg a harpooner from the South Seas and we soon became fine friends Queequeg was from a far off island where his father was a king Despite his noble ways and the promise of one day being king himself Queequeg s longing to see and learn about the world had sent him on a journey that permanently pulled him from his homeland We were joined together in the desire to continue that journey and soon after meeting we headed for the island of Nantucket There we would find a ship and set our sights on the world
