The horrors of human waste, hellacious temperatures…and archaic hand painted lettering. It must have felt like Satan’s final flourish to have this looming overhead the Carnival Triumph. Laser cut stickers, custom stencils, or even just me with a Sharpie would have improved upon this visual travesty. It reminds me of a mural at a low grade Mexican restaurant. At first you’re like “oh, how charming!” before discovering after further examination that all the characters are grossly disproportioned. The difference is, the mural looks better better by the end of a few tequila drenched hours. Whereas the problem with the Triumph is that it was markedly void of tequila.