Alors que notre traversee s'acheve, le temps ne s'ameliore pas vraiment - mais en voyant un plus petit que nous se debattre de son cote contre les elements, on se dit qu'on n'est pas si mal lotis. Et la question du jour - comment prouver que dieu n'existe pas ?? Curieusement je ne me la suis pas posee en voyant le doigt de dieu pointant dans la direction de l'autre bateau a travers les nuages (ca n'est que le soleil) - mais betement en sortant de ma douche et en essayant d'enfiler mon short a cloche pieds dans une houle de 6 metres. Et encore plus curieusement je n'ai pas encore trouve de reponse. Malgre ma reussite a enfiler mes deux jambe s dans le bon trou - qui ne dut rien a une quelconque intervention divine mais tout au controle absolu que j'ai su exercer sur mon molet, ma cheville et mon genou. Et peut-etre un peu de chance... Et pendant ce temps Hezbollah et Israel s'envoient des missiles...
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As our crossing is coming to an end, the weather is not really improving - but the sight of a smaller boat fighting his own struggle against the wind and the sea makes us feel that we could be worst off. And the question of the day - how could I prove that god does not exist ? Amazingly, the last time I wondered about it was not as I was watching some finger of god pointing through the clouds to the little boat (that's just the sun) - but instead as I was coming out of my shower and trying to put my shorts on while standing on one foot with the boat rocking on 6 meters waves. And, even more surprising, I did not find any answer. Despite my success in puting my two legs in the right place, which had nothing to do with any godly intervention - just an absolute control over my calves, my ankles and my knees. And a bit of luck maybe ... And at the same time, Israel and Hezbollah were throwing rockets at each other...
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