It started all a few years back.. A friend went aboard a ship in front of the Split Riviera.. He was bragging about getting directly out of his house, onto a speed boat and than going to work just out side the port. A pretty fly situation right? Especially when everyone else works on ships on the other side of the globe.
An way there he was feeling pretty smug, he got onto the speed boat, and on to the ship, and than it turned out there where problems on the ship which had to be reopaired, and his ship spent 10 days on anchor just mile out of Split port..
He was stuck. Couldn't leave the ship, couldn't get home, and was close enough to swim home.. Frustrating as hell,
I was having a coffee at the beach, and you could see his ship in front of the beach. So I took a photo of my table in the bar- with the drinks and his ship in the background.
I phoned the friend up, spend an hour makingsure he tuned on the mms option this phone- and than I sent him the photo. There you are working- and we' having fun, that sort of thing.
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