Chris Erskine: Our 3-hour tour didn't get Gilligan'd

We're cruising aboard an ugly duckling trawler that has been varnished like a violin. At times, it passes for a swan. The way Streisand or Gaga can be striking at times - and oddly angular at others - that's this boat.

There is the hint of the Hamptons about it - of Gatsby and cable-knit cardigans and buttery summer afternoons.

To my right, another man's wife. I've known Kelly for 25 years. We raised our daughters together, if raised is the right term. Endured. Worshiped. Nurtured. Cajoled. The two daughters are still soul mates, now off seeing Italy, Instagramming every enviable moment.

So we have a history, this mom and I.