Location: 37 06.3 N 019 19.8 W
As I’m sure you have all heard by now, we’re on the ocean again.
I’m going to be honest. I was really looking forward to the challenge of being skipper on passage. Not just trying to recount each of the fun memories of each of your children, grandchildren, and friends know I was asleep for 2/3 of them, but trying to make the ocean sound interesting. I was thinking of writing a poem or something, maybe an “ode to the sea,” or maybe a fable-like Elan. Anything to try to describe how seeing and doing the same thing every day for weeks could still feel like every day was a life-changing experience. I don’t know. Maybe I was just excited at the idea of trying to capture the ocean in words. It might seem easy: it looks like two shades of blue, it sounds like the beach, and it tastes like salt. But it feels like nothing else in the whole world. I bet I would’ve described it really well. But I have more important things to talk about.
We grew as a group today. I was hesitant to bring this up, but things have been a bit contentious recently. Not too bad, just the things you might expect from 30 young adults forced to spend 42 days together (so far). So in lieu of classes today, we had a big group discussion to clear the air. I’m usually skeptical of things like that, and I even thought it might at least be entertaining, but let’s just say it ended with a couple of tears and a big group hug. Afterward, the whole boat just seemed to smile. We had a great pasta dinner and a squeeze full of apologies and forgiveness. And now it’s just smooth sailing, both socially and nautically.
Photo 1: Big pod of dolphins hanging out off the port side
Photo 2: Jess, Spencer, Courtney, and Jack (before)
Photo 3: Jack (after)