Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Who ever knew getting hermit crabs and racing them could be such fun? That is just what we did one night sailing. During the day, our captain and his two boys swam to a tiny island to round up contestants. To raise the stakes, he offered up a bottle of wine for the winner. After dinner and dessert, it was time for the hermit crab races! We were partnered up, and Birte and I named our tiny crab "Herbie"-like the Volkswagon. The first one to run off of the "table" won.
Unfortunately, while little Herbie was a speedy guy, he'd always stop at the edge of the table. He was just too smart to win this game.
Fortunately, the winners were generous with their prize, and we all got to share.