1300 ZULU TIME, 3rd day on the sea, 330 miles away from shore.
My position 31 24 S; 012 39 E
“I’m doing” 110 miles per day on average – the wind cannot decide whether to blow or not...
I can see the Moon in the night, southern waves have calmed, the water surface has smoothed.

I read somewhere yesterday that to love means to live. Well, you do miss others while at sea, but loneliness is not the same as longing... Solomon once said: “If you love something, set it free. If it comes back then it’s yours. If it doesn’t, it means it was never yours”.
I got a bit sad today. Hence, I tried to busy my thoughts, and I searched for some chocolate to cheer myself up. This is how my supply of eggs went overboard. I must’ve broken one of them somehow – when I opened the sealed egg box I smelled stench which must’ve been smelt in Cape Town as well.