Vicissitudes
As in:
Given all the bad turns, life-threatening events, and other cruel vicissitudes his trip south with Charisse had involved, Ben could now at least enjoy the spunk of his overjoyed Haitian rescuer, Ventine du Marques, as Ventine got to pilot the new twenty-foot vessel they had miraculously stumbled into on the back of the island.
It was quite a sight. Ventine had found a sailing cap (complete with a golden captain’s wheel embossed on the front) and a box of Cuban cigars in the boat’s locker. And now Ventine looked something like Richard Pryor, with his head cocked back, blowing smoke from the cigar and aiming the boat out into the ocean. When Ventine slowed the boat down a bit, dolphins came along side, and it was when Ben was counting the effortlessly leaping dolphins that he noticed another vessel approaching, straight at them.
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