The boat was at the 70 ninth street boat basin in new york city. The idea was, let's move it very end of october. None of my friends could really get off work during that time. So i put out an ad on craig's list and a homeless guy for maine replied. I needed someone to help move it. For whatever reason, i was stubborn and didn't want to pay somebody. And then a body of mine from texas was able to come. We have some celebratory drinks as we're leaving new york harbor, going under the verizono bridge. Around three in the morning, alberto comes down to my room and says,