A Little Grit Goes A Long Way

The 20-day Atlantic crossing is in a few days and I’m humbled by the experience I’ve had so far. I will forever worship having warm showers, access to a laundry machine, a dishwasher, a toilet you don’t have to hand pump 50 times, and a dry bed to sleep in that’s not a shelf you get thrown out of from waves. It’s incredible to see how a group of people can come together as a team and crank out a 12 am – 4 am boat watch despite it being rough seas or pouring rain when you are down a few members due to fevers. They told us from day one that there are no passengers on Argo, only crew members. There have been so many moments of complete weakness and longing for the comfort of home, for simple things like sleeping in past 7 am but none of that matters because we are all going through it together. Cooking, cleaning, studying, sailing, puking of seasickness – together. It’s not about the traveling, sailing, or diving like I thought it would be. It’s about building a community, a family – growing and overcoming together.