Gotcha! ; but I Bet Papa Hemingway Never Felt This Seasick When Hewent Fishing for Marlin, Review

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THERE was trouble in paradise. We were several miles off Florida aboard the 61ft fishing yacht Osprey. Huge waves winked at me as they caught the sun and turtles the size of satellite dishes floated by.

But these joyous, idyllic surroundings were wasted on me because I felt as sick as a dog. The Rio Carnival was going on in my head and the FA Cup Final in my stomach.

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Gotcha! ; but I Bet Papa Hemingway Never Felt This Seasick When Hewent Fishing for Marlin, Review

It was my introduction to seasickness and I didn't want to keep in touch.

Instead, I was slumped in a deckchair like a malevolent grandfather everyone had given up on. I simply could not stand up and even the slightest movement took serious forward planning. After running...

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