There is something about the sea, I can’t be away from it too long. It’s like the old Masefield poem [Sea Fever, which begins ‘I must go down to the seas again’].
It’s to do with the fact no one owns it. And if you get out of the sight of land, something happens.
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So, let’s go out to sea next time I’m in Spain, Arturo. Next year, I hope!
I subscribe it… If being in an f18 catamaran in the middle of the sea is not freedom, it pretty much feels like it.