Any Port In A Storm (Part 2)
When we last left our intrepid sailor he was trapped in a spooky old elevator at a hotel on Martinique island during a hurricane. Halfway between the first and second floor all the lights in the elevator went out! The elevator came to a stop and there I was in darkness. What was I going to do? There certainly wasn’t an emergency phone in this ancient elevator. I didn’t know if power to the hotel had been knocked out by…