Into A Routine
Well, it seems that sailing the Indian Ocean really is relaxing once you get into a routine! Got up at 10am, left kids to sleep, baggsied hammock.
Made tea for Marc and I, drank tea, cleaned up some poop from foredeck, made more bread, woke crew, made banana pancakes, ate banana pancakes, caught a shark, ran generator to cook cheese stuffed bread rolls, reheated soup, realised potatoes had gone bad (clearly bottomless soup only works in England where it’s always cold, since cooked vegetables ferment when left in coolest place on boat when in that zone between desert and tropics), decided against cooking rice for shark biryani, then went to bed. Busy day, I’m shattered
Oh, and I’m truly grateful for the galley strap we made, cos with the wind behind us and a good few metres of swell, I’ve been flung arond the cabin a few times. Can you believe it’s too windy for the spinnaker, and we’re gonna arrive in India about a week early!