I had been sitting in the stateroom of the yacht for ten minutes. It was dim and cool, just like me and the rocking of the sea no longer nauseated me. In fact it kind of relaxed me, which explains why I wasn’t properly petrified. That situation was rectified in a hurry at the first sight of my host and his companion. The eagle came first. I don’t know if you’ve seen the claws of a really big predatory bird, but the sight combined with the full bodied flutter of its wings got my attention. Then came the Big Man.
Monday, September 06, 2010
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