When I was in my late teens, I ended up on a boat from Ft Lauderdale to the Bahamas. Theres no way no to go through just a little bit of the Burmuda Triangle. I remember freaking out / being super excited, wondering what crazy stuff things would happen on our journey. Of course, nothing happened. I was so disillusioned.
There was the one guy that always walked to class in strappy sandals, a short sleeved shirt, and shorts. No matter how cold it was outside, in New England, there he was.