 The first time I got on the boat, it really felt like magic. We honked just the right number of times, and a bridge opened up for us, like a bouncer unclipping a red velvet rope to the VIP section. We entered the Charles River and stopped to admire the sailboats swirling around us. A small motorboat pulled up to us. The man asked if we were stranded. No, sir, just enjoying this beautiful day. Thanks for asking.