Wake-boarding. In the brown-gray soup that is the water of the Liverpool harbor. Neither Sarah nor Olivia seem to be too alarmed but my feelings are at least ambivalent. I’m a great skier, so I’m not too worried about keeping my balance, but this here is cold, muddy water. A different color and state of aggregation.
“Come on Jeff, 24 cans if we make it around both obstacles without falling.“ Olivia’s last words sound encouraging. “If we trade half our cans for food, we’d still have 12 for a place to sleep“. Sarah adds, already budgeting a reward we haven’t even won yet. „As if anyone in the other two teams can do it without falling.“ Their confident smiles are contagious. My competitive spirit is kicking in.
With Felipe Oliveira (AD), Nikhil Cloudhary (CW)
Tutors: Fedja Kehl.