But all I found on the coast was a dead fish.
I was exhausted and yet no relief seemed near. I felt as if I had searched to the very edge of the earth in vain.
In my distress, my thoughts turned to my most excellent friend, Brett Becker. Perhaps he could help me! With the last of my money, I booked passage to America and hitchhiked to Michigan to see him.
I explained my problem and he nodded in sympathy. We stood around and thought about it...
... but we didn't think of anything.
We sat and thought about it...
...but still no ideas came.
Realizing that I was broke and that Brett could not loan me enough money to cover my real estate losses, I left Michigan to continue my quest.