15 52 S; 087 40 E The Indian Ocean, 480 miles away from the Cocos Islands

It’s a total chaos. Tanasza is dancing on waves, all the stuff inside is having a party, and I can’t sleep because of that. I even got hit by a book. It decided to drop from the highest shelf and fell to the lowest possible location, floor – that is, my bunk. It’s painfully difficult to type, every wave forces me to grip something tightly with both hands. Do not even mention cooking; I’d love to drink tea, yet, with all my luck, I would get burned instantly. Then I would get bruised while trying to catch a med-kit. I doubt I would know why I chased it after all that :) The waves are weird, the weirdest I have ever seen, to be honest. They are coming from all sides, left, right, left again ... (!) In these moments, I’m thinking about my family and eat cold dainties, a present from my friends from Darwin...