"Sailing?" After swallowing and taking a sip of juice, I was able to speak. "In what?" I'd sailed across the Atlantic on a clipper ship, but that had been nearly two hundred years ago. Any other experience I had with boats involved private yachts, with big, powerful engines and uniformed stewards.

"It's a little two-man catamaran. If we tip over, the worst that will happen is we get wet, and the water's warm." He took the stool on the other side of me from Christos and ...