The ancient Celtic monks trusted God so completely and longed to find Him so passionately that they drifted out to sea in uncontrollable little boats. We will try the same. In a shed somewhere near the Wadden Sea we have recreated such a boat. We found a map in the chronicle of Oldeklooster Abbey. It shows the place where, before the Protestant destruction, a small chapel in honour of St Brendan the Navigator once stood. If you sail there at full moon, you will be swept away to the Isle of the Blessed. That is, if you say the right prayers. Well, as it happens, the paper we wrote them on got a bit wet....