I first read the memoirs of the Kon-Tiki expedition in 1958 as a young lad of ten.
I could say it was a formative experience, but that would be lying.
I had a far more formative experience two years later with a girl named Melinda who is today an old Stada Baba.
Thanks for the new words.
My best to you, and Malinda.
I'm guessing she's a very young Stata Baba, and you much less finely, ahem, formed than used to was. ;-)