He says: So…I saw a flyer down by the dock about a couple of clowns from Belgium who are looking for a ride south on a boat.
She says: Yea, I saw the same flyer in the laundry mat. What do you want for dinner? I’m hungry.
He says: I met and talked with them for about 40 seconds. What do you think?
She says: I think a salad would taste good.
He says: No. About giving them a ride.
She says: What? Are you serious? That would be kind of CRAZY! We don’t know these people. They could be drug addicts or worse. And the boat is small. What about everyone’s hygiene habits and needs?
He says: Yea and we couldn’t exactly kick them off the boat if it doesn’t work out; we’ll be in the middle of nowhere for days.
She says: Well…God knows we have enough food aboard; we won’t run out of that.
He says: And this could be another opportunity to share what God’s blessed us with.
She says: Okay, at the very least, let’s buy these kids dinner and get to know them a bit.
Thus began the latest leg of our adventure with two clowns aboard Sundown. (more…)
