Thursday, January 26, 2012Good morning crew,
It's that time of year again. The Strictly Sail Boat Show is at Navy Pier. I think I have come to terms with the reality of the fact that I will never be able to afford a boat again, but I also believe that an active fantasy life is healthy for a balanced mind, so I still go every year and walk around the 45-foot Beneteaus, Catalinas and Jeanneaus.
I imagine puking over the railing while I sail across the Atlantic to Europe, making several stops as I work my way down the coast. Maybe Calais, Le Touquet, Brest, Cascais, Cadiz and eventually Gibraltar before I head through the straight. Then, six months sailing the Greek islands.
I figure I'd need two years and about a million dollars.
Laugh it up,
Joe
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