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Chapiter 14. The Wrong George

Past February 2018.


-Look Salty, this is a photo of the man who’s helping us to find a boat.

She doesn’t look. Not sure why I thought it could interest her…


-He helps to find a boat?

-Yes! We’re going to go back to see him and visit a boat with him soon.

-But I don’t know him.

-No you don’t. His name is George. But look this time, here, that’s a photo of him on his business card.


Salty looks, grins and almost screams:

-This is NOT George mommy!!!


She goes in the living room, visibly upset.


I wait and think about when we met George back in Florida. He said:

“I will give you such a good service finding your boat, that when you’ll come back of your trip, you will call me.”


Salty comes back and brings a plush at 1 inch from my nose and says angrily:

-THIS is GEORGE, mommy!!!


We flew to to meet him again and visited no less than 18 boats in 1 week through the ENTIRE Florida.


There is not much resemblance between George the Pig and George the broker.  But I must admit that I cannot dissociate the two anymore!


Featured image: Sam and Cass driving a mini cooper from Turo through Florida, hopeful to find THE boat…

Chapter 13. End Of Summer Holidays 2017

Days passed and we slowly got back home after spending awesome time with the kids on that tiny sailboat. And just like that the holidays ended. The boat was back in his slip.  While Sam ties Sputnik to the dock, I’m already wishing for more. I break the silence:

– Can’t believe our vacations are already over.
– Yeah, I know. I wished they could last longer.
– Even after all the bad things that happened?
– What are you talking about Cass?
– Well, the anode that unscrewed under the boat.
– I had to dive and go under the boat to fix it, but nothing was broken, plus that wasn’t bad. Especially at Baie-Des-Brises where the water was crystal clear and warm!
– Hmmm…I guess. What about when we anchored in just not enough water and got stuck?
– You dramatize Cass. We were stuck for 5 minutes, the time to move on the boat while we put the engine in reverse mode. We were in soft sand, not rocks. That is definitely not my definition of a “bad thing”.
– Ok, ok. Are you saying nothing happened?
– That is not what I am saying.

He marks a pause. Then he continues:

– Salty got her arm squeezed in the doors at the grocery.
– Oh yeah. Poor honey…
– And then we were sleeping on the couch of the living room.
– And I also lost my best coffee mug. Did you notice we miss a mug?
– Mmmm.  Pretty curious…

We look at each other, blaming secretly the kids while wondering “did I forget the coffee mug on deck before sailing? No. It must be the kids… right??”

Our misadventures were nothing different than day to day life: being caught in a pooring rain without boots and raincoats, kids dropping their spaghetti on the floor or not napping well… Kids being the most common variables in the annoying stuff. Sam continues:

-I miss our vacations already.
-Don’t you think it’s hard to be with the kids ALL the time?
-It is as hard as it is satisfying. I am so grateful I could see Salty’s excitement when she went in the river to swim with you around the boat. She was thrilled. Seeing Matey starting to walk in the boat so proud because he can hold himself to everything (because our boat is so small!). You know, these little things. I want to be there for the most of them.

A horse improvised. The small things are the best.

He stops. Take a deep look in my eyes and say:

-I don’t know if I’ll last Cass. The dream is so strong. 2021, which is the current departure date, seems so far. I fear the suburban life will swallow me and we will never do it for real.
-…Let’s do it.
-Let’s make it happen! NOW! Who cares if we have diapers to wash and if Matey is still young. Who cares if they don’t sleep at night, they don’t in land anyway. We can do it. Let’s sell Sputnik, the house is already for sale,  let’s downsize our life…and…
-And find a bigger boat where we have our own bed!



I smile.

-Are you sure Cass?
-Yes. We are ready Sam.


Dring dring. “Hello? … What are you saying?! Really!???”


-Sam, the house is sold already! We are soooo not ready for this!!!


And just like that, the count down started, for real.



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-Are we ready for the trip?
-Yes we are.
-Did you bring all the grocery we planned, we don’t want to buy the dry goods when we’ll be on foot with the two kids?
-We’re good with tin cans, cereals, powdered milk for Matey, spices, etc, etc, etc.
-Do we have enough toilet paper???

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