Location: 5'21.820's 108'42.038'w
Beautiful sunrises, weird deep sea marine animals, and my family. Those were my three gratitudes for today’s squeeze. Suppose you were to tell any “normal” person that they would be on a boat for 90 days, three weeks of it being one consecutive sail across the Pacific, with bathrooms called heads that need to be flushed four times, no fresh food, only 112ft with 27 people, middle of the night watch shifts, and four college courses on top of that with a dash of seasickness and no data. In that case, they’d probably run as far away from you as possible (probably call the cops, too), but not us. Twenty-seven psychos decided to get on a boat, many of which had never even sailed before, and said, “screw it.” And even as we look out at the open ocean day after day, sleep-deprived, sunburnt, it is with a smile. Many people said the ocean is their appreciation today, along with family and friends on and off Argo. They also said things like watch teams because even at four in the morning, they somehow always make you laugh. We appreciate the great food our lovely chef, Makenna, cooked for us today. We appreciate music and the spontaneous dance parties that always break out. We appreciate watching Blue Planet for marine bio instead of our usual lecture. We appreciate honk-shos and shared books. Those “normal” people, in my humble opinion, are the psychos because here we are, living that reality, and we are doing just that. Living. So, though today was the same old passage day, it really wasn’t. Every moment feels so much more special in the middle of the ocean with the same 27 people you met just 59 days ago. Lots of love to all of our family and friends back home. We are all thinking about you!