Yesterday, cicadas and birds sung me a lullaby... and the buzz of mosquito wings... I guess I will start to believe that I spend most of my life on water because of them.
After I reach some land, the first breakfast there is always very special. Right now I’m sipping good latte and I have just filled myself up with fresh French bread with eggs... I’m reading e-mails and sending replies. I am really grateful for all of them:)

It is nice here, green and blue, lots of natives with dreadlocks and rasta hats, very colourful ones... They are having a jazz festival on the beach, maybe I will manage to go there today. For the time being, I’m pampering myself with long showers, I’m cleaning up Tanasza (where did I get all that dirty laundry:P ), and I’m planning to fix the self steering gear ‘cause I’ve met a guy who has the same model as mine...