My neighbor Max, from the yacht “Safina” called me twice to join him for the supper but each time I was not at “Tanasza”, so I missed out. But I managed to taste his raisins in rum and a sample of a newly made yogurt (look at some posts below). Just after finishing work on computer maps, we had some wine and he went on with his amazing sailor’s stories. Max does the same as I do. However there is a small, but significant difference: he’s been doing it for “just” 20 years. Today he told me a goodnight story about one of the islands of the Cook archipelago where only 67 persons live and all of them have one great-grandfather. He also told me about a pilot on Suez Canal who drank up 5 litres coffee together with all the sugar that Max had in stock. And another story about his runaway from the Maldives having one potato as a supply of fresh food to live on…and another about him sailing along a river when he hooked his mast on a high-voltage power wire causing a power failure in the nearby village. Maybe one day I will make Max send some posts to my blog because his tales are incredible.
I would admit that solo circumnavigating sailors tend to keep on talking and talking or are talking a lot. But in his case I found out much important information about the ports I would sail to, lots of knowledge. Well, I’ll leave you now so that you don’t suspect me of suffering from solo circumnavigating woman syndrome. So goodnight. I’ll hug my pillow that was given me my friend Magda and her husband Mariusz. This pillow looks like a sheep. So there are two of us on this yacht – I am an Aries.
PS. Do you know that on the Pentecost Island there is so called ”land diving”? You do not know. I shouldn’t have asked stupid questions. So, on this island, located on the North of Éfaté, from which I’m writing to you now (would you please look it up in the world atlas) there is so called ”land diving”, the local kind of bungee jumping. It is important to perform the jump in the right season (whenever okayed by the village shaman). Once Queen Elizabeth II came to the island. There was a dance floor arranged under the high construction of poles and linen ropes. It was just great, but unfortunately one brave man happened to jump during the “low season”/ “wrong season”. Poor him.
I would admit that solo circumnavigating sailors tend to keep on talking and talking or are talking a lot. But in his case I found out much important information about the ports I would sail to, lots of knowledge. Well, I’ll leave you now so that you don’t suspect me of suffering from solo circumnavigating woman syndrome. So goodnight. I’ll hug my pillow that was given me my friend Magda and her husband Mariusz. This pillow looks like a sheep. So there are two of us on this yacht – I am an Aries.
PS. Do you know that on the Pentecost Island there is so called ”land diving”? You do not know. I shouldn’t have asked stupid questions. So, on this island, located on the North of Éfaté, from which I’m writing to you now (would you please look it up in the world atlas) there is so called ”land diving”, the local kind of bungee jumping. It is important to perform the jump in the right season (whenever okayed by the village shaman). Once Queen Elizabeth II came to the island. There was a dance floor arranged under the high construction of poles and linen ropes. It was just great, but unfortunately one brave man happened to jump during the “low season”/ “wrong season”. Poor him.