438 Days: An Extraordinary True Story of Survival at Sea

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Alvarenga described himself as a prisoner who had been in solitary confinement for more than a year. I’m a 30-something graphic designer, MLIS, singer, book lover, avid world traveler, cat whisperer, whale watcher, and art enthusiast.

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You’ve got built-in resilience, so you can bounce back when you get knocked [down] by a survival situation. The descriptions of the men’s ordeal are really well written, and the story of the main protagonist is well set out before main part of the book unfolds. Decidedly low tech and dangerous, the fishing operations out of Costa Azul allowed a man to gamble with his life and his luck.

m. and watch all the narco-boats running north; they are moving two million dollars a night in cocaine up this coast. If you’ve got a task to do, then you’re concentrating on that task, which provides a degree of meaning in your life. The fact that Alverenga survived at all and the things he did to ensure his survival are absolutely mind-boggling. What you can afford to eat is dependent upon your fluid availability,” says Professor Michael Tipton. Its eyes were stuck in a glazed stare and its flesh was cold after being flash frozen with a blast of nitrogen.

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While the previously incredulous nonbeliever Alvarenga gathered strength from a higher power, the more devout Córdoba was locked in guilt, terrified of this strange world and convinced he was the ill-fated protagonist in a deadly prophecy.reminded me of both Yann Martel’s Life Of Pi and William Golding’s Pincher Martin, yet tells a tale that is nothing if not astoundingly, engrossingly singular. The author of this book, Franklin, is a news reporter for multiple publications, and I could tell from his writing style. Sharkers had their own slang, private jokes and deep scars or missing fingers that chronicled the day-to-day brutalities of fishing in the deep sea from tiny boats. Soaking wet and barely able to clench their cold hands into fists, they hugged and wrapped their legs around each other. Jonathan Franklin is an American journalist, but it is with a novelist’s eye for detail, rather than a reporter’s matter-of-factness, that he gives this gripping saga the chronicle it deserves.