Why Can't I Say "No"?
My friends call me for help when they get stuck in Belize. "No" is not an option. So Seefalke and I set sail for an evacuation mission.
Why didn’t I just say “no”?, I keep asking myself. I am sick. I can’t see my own face but it bet it is as greenish brown as the Sargasso seaweed that is spread all over my deck. I feel terrible. Cold sweat is running down my face. I remember the fun fact that it has the same salinity as the ocean around me. I hold on to the massive sea fence of Seefalke and get in position to relief myself one…
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