position:  05 36 S, 028 34 W
Last night, there were 10 birds on the yacht. One was sitting on my hand and it let me stroke its feather. What's all the big deal about the moon? And the awful red sunset...  during the squall, the autopilot broke down again... and yesterday, there were “only “a few birds on the yacht, and hordes of tuna jumping out (for hours!) from water, not to mention the downpours!!! Squalls! I couldn't even dry up or manage to fix the autohelm... The squalls came with strong rain and wind or with no wind at all, or with wind from a totally unpredictable direction... Anyway, I had to steer all the time... there are such heavy downpours all day long! The wind didn’t stop until midnight. Well, the autohelm wouldn't navigate with no wind so I had to steer on my own. Later, it blew just a little bit and I could lay down. I was so tired that I even didn't take a sip of water. When I fell asleep, the wind changed  and I sailed in the wrong direction – not far, but still... I had been fighting so strong for each and every mile! I was so tired that I didn't feel the change in the behaviour of the yacht... my dream of getting to the destination on my birthday got a bit unrealistic...