Feb 12, 2009
Day 28 has approached and the crew continues their break from the long wrestle against Poseidon with another day on the shore of Male. The people there are kind but they hold stares of judgment. Walking down the streets I stumble upon the revelation that I am now the minority. This strange feeling of surrealism is much like an episode of twilight zone. As I lower our flag for the evening I can’t help but to thing about how many cultural lessons we have learned on this voyage and what awaits us at the end of our next passage. This is skipper Hank signing out.