(A provocative aside: couldn't "Huckleberry Finn" and "Moby-Dick" be considered essentially the same story — male camaraderie achieved on a voyage by water, outside the bounds of conventional society — simply iterated on a different scale? I'm not entirely kidding).
I sit up at night listening to jazz -- Miles Davis' "In a Silent Way," Herbie Hancock's "Maiden Voyage" -- and the night sounds outside our screen window.
Dada Life, the tub-thumpingly rowdy Swedish electro duo, are holding another edition of The Voyage, at the San Manuel Ampitheater outside of Los Angeles on July 18.
In fact, Kathryn Miles wrote about its voyage into Sandy in a big piece in Outside magazine earlier this year.
A ceramic egg tray held six golden brown orbs, their outsides cratered from, you guessed it, a voyage in that great cure-all, the deep fryer.
That tired old war-horse, which went aground outside Miami on its maiden voyage, was finally scrapped in 1993.
Shortly thereafter, Augustine began his return to Northern Africa, but not before his mother died at Ostia, a seaport outside Rome, while awaiting the voyage across the Mediterranean.
"The only physical contact with the outside world is a six to seven day ocean voyage," he says.
I called a travel agent and booked our first ocean voyage for $3,896 for a week on Celebrity Cruises Zenithh, splurging on an outside cabin with a picture window.
Yet the Chinese rulers made a decision to discontinue such voyages and in fact to reduce China's contacts with the outside world.
