I have been into this sailing thing for over a year now. For two months straight, my shelter was on a boat. The land was the place to go for day trips. The land was the place where I was nauseous and dizzy. I sailed across the Caribbean through storms on a broke sailboat with a small crew and no diesel. 

I gave a workshop on sailing in my hometown last week. Why the fick do the male landlubbers get all condescending when they find that I’m a sailor? Why are they quizzing me on boat stuff as if I’m a liar or a fake? 

For the same reason that when I lived in Spain, the men at the harbor laughed at me when I told them I was looking for a crew job to work on a boat. They told me I should be stewardess instead.

They can all walk the plank.