Blind Eyes, Bribes and Beers on the High Seas

Published On: 11th January 2009

“The only people who drink in this bar are sailors, drug dealers and whores.  Shall we go in?”
Two hours after nodding mutely in reply to the cargo ship’s captain, eating cake at a Brazilian prostitute’s birthday party while my seafaring companion told the gathered ladies how I’d slept through my watch the night I was supposed to be keeping lookout for pirates, I wondered again if my beer obsession had gone a little too far.