Today, I’m not going to bore you with my nautical problems, how about that? I will put my mind at rest and let it escape the reality…
And I will stop talking about the weather… maybe it’s silly to go on and on about it… but if you take a closer look, this whole sailing, that’s lots of work, to be honest. However on the other hand, with each day I become more convinced that in fact, “everybody” can go and sail alone around the world. Certainly, a little bit of luck comes handy, and the more experience the person has, the less chance there is to make a mistake (which of course can be very undesirable at sea).
But I am not supposed to talk about sailing…
Well… a bird (a bird again). White, big, I missed it by 10 meters. The waves were as big as houses but the bird just sat there. Just like that. It sits there and dangles its feet in the water full of blue sharks – it must be either brave or insane… I talk about those sharks so often because they’re the biggest phobia of mine (although not the only one).
I was dusting around the speaker and I touched the cable. The speaker started playing all of the sudden – are you trying to tell me that for all that time I have been listening to mono? Am I deaf or something?
I have a new acquisition. The acquisition is round shape and it’s called nicely “a stain on my sofa”. Not only has it appeared in a central spot, but also is not a small one at all… It’s all because I prepared Chinese noodle soup and somehow it got spilt a little bit and when I was picking up the noodles I spilt some more… This is too much…
Have I already told you that I run out of “gas” and the grip for holding the pots got torn off again? Typical. It seems that those two accidents always happen to me before I enter the harbour. But it doesn’t worry me much. I’m too tired to worry at all.