Given the number of evenings this summer that I’ve spent floating in one spectacular cove or another, sipping a glass of malbec and watching the sun slip away, I might be forgiven for having developed a somewhat one-sided perspective.
But Dan seems quite determined to provide me with the full sailing experience this summer. Last weekend, there was the close encounter with the reef. The lesson on how to use a bilge pump. And last night, Captain Dan introduced me to another important sailing concept: swabbing decks.
I know. I might as well just put my princess tiara on eBay right now.
Dan deserves some credit here: he approached the whole thing very cleverly.
First he invited me to have dinner with him on the boat. And then, once I’d accepted, he asked if I’d like to come down a little early to help him clean the boat first.
I couldn’t very well say no, could I? After all our beautiful sailing adventures?
Yeah. Go ahead and laugh.
But you should see the boat now, all clean and shiny again.
And you should have seen how happy Dan was to get the salt off the boat and to clean away the many scuff marks.
And you should have seen the sunset.