Well, he and his Plastiki crew finally made it, all the way from Sausalito, California to Cindy, Australia. Let’s hear it for “heteronormative postmodern causeo-European hubris,” or something like that.
With some major repairs along the way and a friendly tow down the east coast of Oz, he eventually got the job done so you got to hand it to him.
As seen yesterday down under, in a darling little harbour:
Je vous lève le chapeau, Mr. de Rothschild.