Across the state of Florida we went, from Vero Beach to Clearwater Beach, from the Atlantic to the Gulf. Two days from now, after a couple of sixteen-hour stints in the cheap seats of a triple-seven, I’ll have a chance to dip my toes in the South China Sea and the Malacca Strait, but for now we’re visiting all available water. Calling all seashells. And, apparently, nearly drowning while I’m chasing a seven-dollar inflatable tube deep into the Gulf.