While we were away in Scotland my father had time to day-dream. He had toyed with building a sailboat and sailing
around the world for years: he even had a naval architect draw up a plan once, a few years earlier. Apparently, he decided
we would be too cramped in that, so he started looking for existing vessels. He located one in Amsterdam… the Alja V, a
110-ft canal freighter. I went back to college, and he bought that freighter. It stayed in Amsterdam until my father
arranged for it to be sailed across the Atlantic.
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