19 16 S, 070 15 E 847 nautical miles from Reunion Island, the Indian Ocean, en route from Cocos Islands.

Since complaining, as I have noticed, is something I am quite good at recently, I’ve decided to write a few words about a terrible ache that I am feeling in my left foot. It’s like it was about to sprain (I do remember that kind of pain pretty well since I had sprained my right foot recently). With such “intense” rocking of the yacht, it is really difficult to stand on my left leg without the shriek of pain. Ointments do not work, massages are out of question, too. I wear this stabilizer thing, but it doesn’t help much. Hence, I watch a bit nervously if the clouds are bringing with them squalls which Tanasza will not manage with current set of sails and I will have to run to the deck and reef them. I am worried that I will slip (as I had done so many times before) and I will end up sprawled on the deck, totally wet and bruised.
Apart from that I would really like to cook myself something. What? An egg. It turned out to be a bad one, I’ve lost my appetite. I need air!!!