Ports calm night lit up as if the sun had risen. The prince gave a party Lubimoff board, and his ship was drawn from the waterline to the brim, trimmed with light bulbs of various colors, while powerful jets moving reflectors of light throwing, drawing from the womb of the night waves, the beaches, the houses in the city. Other times, the white fire of his eyes slid over monstrous walls of ice that were lost in the high darkness, and penguins, seals and polar bears interrupted their sleep, frightened by this monster light and started panting like a flash the mystery of the night.

Owning the movable front palace that by anchoring them run to the cities to the crowds as a rare spectacle was not enough for Michael Fedor. And created something even more interesting that the rooms luxurious and refined comforts of Gaviota II: his orchestra.

The sensuality of the music was for him the most precious of emotions. With the music heard enough of succulent, looking for authors ignored and often extravagant excited his curiosity, but always returned to exact as highlights of these banquets hearing teachers in their first worship, and among them all, Beethoven.

Treated as if they were officers, back to her pleasure and with the incentive to visit a large part of the land, they had musicians of all countries applying for membership in the orchestra of the yacht. Young Concert Artists of fame and composers entered it as mere performers. Some were ill, and sought their health on a trip around the world with true luxury and extravagance without, others embarked for love of adventure, to see new people from this fortress floating where everything seemed arranged for an eternal party. They were never less than fifty.