This is how badly i want home!

Zeerbugge för tillfället. Har haft lite häftiga vindar o skit. Nu mot Amsterdam där Jörgen flyger hem. Det går för sakta.

p.s. Dolce pimut, words mean nothing, actions everything.

The ferocious Bay of Biscay

The wind will be straight on the bow. It will gale mercilessly.

This is not a leg for the light hearted.

Praying for good winds.

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"Loud roar'd the dreadful thunder,

The rain a deluge show'rs,

The clouds were rent asunder

By lightning's vivid pow'rs.

The night was drear and dark,

Our poor devoted hearts,

Now we sail, with the gale,

In the Bay of Biscay, O!"

Still on my way home...

Lissabon with Ante and a bottle of expensive wine

Whales outside Portugal

Whale, Cetace

Relaxing in my hammock

Practicing to board other ships like a monkey

Tight beam, with a sliiight tilt.