It's a pirate's life for me

This morning I had my students tell me about their winter vacations. One small boy, couldn't have been older than 12, was struggling to find the right words. I looked at the small picture he'd drawn, a boat on the open water.

I asked him, "Did you go sailing?"
He shook his head.
"Did you go out fishing on a boat?" I asked painstakingly slowly.
Again, he shook his head.
Likely hoping I'd leave him alone, he took it upon himself to blurt out something, anything.
"I went to sea."

I'm left wondering what adventures this preteen had during his two months out on the big blue.