position: 08 21 S, 022 40 W;  638 nautical miles to the destination.
Tonight, I had a lot dreams because I had to get up time and again to pump the bilge. Once, there was something wrong with the head so I thought: "the self steering gear really won't make it much longer." And then what do I see? A bird sitting on a batten! I couldn't believe my eyes! There is so much space on the board and the bird, so unpretentiously, is sitting on the very last thing on the yacht. It looked a bit comic when it was trying to hold on to the batten which was moving in the wind. I felt so sorry for the bird that it'd be heartless to scare it away although the yacht was sailing in the wrong direction because of the bird sitting on the batten. Later, I could see it sitting in the sun on the panel, then closer to the mast, and in the morning it was gone. I hope it got enough rest before its, just like mine, 600-mile-journey to its next stopover on the land (or maybe if its heading to Africa, then it's really gonna get a hard time... I wish it many yachts on its way).