It really feels like I should knock on wood before writing this post. We’ve been generally healthy, and have had no major catastrophes. (Knock. Knock.)
The Hole in the Boat
I suppose you can guess where this is going.
Eric and the big boys had gone ashore in Koh Lipe, and Sawyer and I were hanging out in my cabin in the boat, playing cards. All of a sudden, the boat lurched and there was a loud crash and splintering sound. I jumped up on deck to see a medium sized ferry backing away from the boat, and a man perched on the bow and holding his palm up at me, shouting “It’s OK! It’s OK!.” Our boat had been hit right at Alex’s cabin, on the port (left) side of the bow (front).