 We were on a Russian sailing ship called the Mikhail Lermontov. In 1986 in Zurich, I was reading the Herald Tribune with a doctor as we headed for Kenya together, and as we sat on the plane, I saw a tiny paragraph. It said, Russian motor vessel sinks off the coast of New Zealand. I put my hand over it. I said, the Mikhail Lermontov, and then I looked down, and that's exactly what it was.