David Gillon

And the wheelchair cliffhanger was that Angie, the very useful half-Greek, half German girlfriend of our skipper, slipped climbing aboard the second or third night, sprained her ankle and couldn't put any weight on it, so we just popped her into the chair whenever we went ashore and I made do with sticks and AFOs instead.

I reclaimed the chair once we got to Athens, but at that point she was only a taxi-ride away from her apartment.