The sound rattled through the boat, up my poor ass, and into my teeth, where it knocked my jaw around like a heavyweight champ. Then the speedboat roared off. I clung to the bench for dear life, each bump sending me flying into the air, while salty water drenched me.

"This was the best you could find?" I yelled at my useless fiancé.

"It's perfect," he whooped.

"No. It's not. I am a Jew. We wandered in the desert for forty years. We like land." My voice rose in a ...