Surprisingly no subliminal messaging was required. We both agreed that it would be very cool to sail to Antarctica. Maybe even the Falklands and South Georgia as well. I spent lots of time in Puerto Montt and Valdivia making contacts and planting seeds. My hope was to run into a 20 m or bigger sailboat run by a nice couple who needed some experienced extra hands to get their boat all the way down to the bottom. No payment was necessary. We'd even help with food.
As we sailed down the channels it became clear that to get us both to Antarctica a slightly larger vessel than first imagined might be required. It would also be nice if we were not responsible at all for our safety.
I tried a number of mind control techniques to change these new deep rooted conditions. In a last ditch effort to change the situation I added my own requirement... There was no way I could be on a boat unless I slept in a room that had a window that opened. Karina foiled me and got me a whole balcony...
It's slightly larger than our current one and sadly has no sails. I hope all the readers feel slightly sorry for my sacrifice. I know I do.
|This is going to suck!|