Sailing with Jeb’s family (Part 5, It is a monetary world!)

As always, I was quite happy to leave Milna and as we passed “the gates of Split”, a passage between island of Brac and island of Šolta, we went in direction of Stari Grad (Hvar).

At one moment, while sailing, I reached for the bottle of water that I took and placed it next to my seat, but I could not find it. I could not remember if I drank it or not, but somehow I was sure that I didn’t, and at least I would remember emptying the bottle and throwing it away, but the idea did cross my mind that for some reason maybe Jebs did…