This sail to Congo has definitely been different from all
other sails that I have been on. Firstly, we began our sail only a couple of
days after I arrived back on board in Tenerife, Canary Islands, after being
away for 5 ½ weeks. I had left the ship in Gran Canaria, Canary Islands, and
said goodbye some of my dearest friends, knowing I would be coming back to a
ship life without them. I knew I would still have friends on board, just different
ones. It takes some adjusting, finding a new space for yourself, but setting
sail for 13 days really tends to help you bond with those you hang out with.
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Last day on solid land |
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Enjoying the tastes of Spain |
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Goodbye Tenerife! |
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Hello sailing buddies! |
During this sail I have completed Basic Life Support (BLS),
Advanced Cardiovascular Life Support (ACLS) and Paediatric Advanced Life
Support (PALS). Needless to say, most days I have had my nose in a book
studying or sitting in a ‘classroom’ (a rocking and a rolling international
lounge) learning and practicing new skills. My brain has been stretched (a very
nice feeling) and I have enjoyed acquiring some very useful knowledge. All the
while, the ocean, stretching as far as the eye can see and further, has
continued churning beneath us and rocking us side to side, but the day goes on.
There are things to be done, books to be read, jobs to do and at the end of the
day, we find time for facing the wind head-on by standing on the bow, searching
for dolphins and whales, counting flying fish and singing praise songs as the
sun sets on the water. It is magical.
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yep, they're whales! |
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the whales made us all jump out of our hammocks to watch |
One night while hanging out with two friends, we were
supposed to be studying but ended up chatting and somehow by the end of the
conversation, we’d decided to begin a 10 day Detox diet. So, what can you eat?
Fruits, vegetables, nuts and drink water. That’s it. That’s all we can have in
our already limited supply on board. We decided we’d better begin soon before all
the fresh produce on the ship that was stocked up in Tenerife ran out. So far,
we have enjoyed a large variety of fruits, plenty of salad, plain vegetables...
Well actually that’s not true. We have eaten those things, but perhaps I wouldn’t
use the word enjoyed. When I looked at the dinner options tonight and I saw Chicken
Cordon Bleu (chicken breast stuffed with mozzarella and bacon and crumbed) and
then back at my plate, scattered with green beans and the same salad that I’ve
eaten for the last 7 days, my heart sunk. Each day I’m hoping that the fresh
produce will have run out, enough for us to call it quits early. So far, no
luck. It is truly amazing how much of my satisfaction in life comes from eating
good food!!! At the end of my salad meal, I rack my brain, trying to think of
what I could find to eat, within my limitations that could satisfy me. Nothing.
But somehow the three of us have found the willpower to do this and not give
up and I’m proud of that effort!
The most exciting part of the sail to Congo has definitely
been sailing over zero degrees latitude & zero degrees longitude! This
makes me a Royal Diamond Shellback! And to add excitement and commemorate the
event, I, along with two friends, decided to get a piercing so that we will
never forget. Haha and we will never forget! After spending an hour or so in a
friend’s cabin, time spent with ice on ears and noses (not mine Mum), IV
needles piercing holes and earrings and nose studs being pushed through, the
group of us had bonded forever!
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Jay with his victims. (I had the smoothest piercing- lucky me) |
After the piercing party, we went up to deck 7 as the
captain spoke through the overhead speakers that we were seconds away from crossing 0.00,
0.00. We had photos taken with nothing but darkness in the background. Nothing
to see, but the memory of knowing where we had sailed and three of us have
holes to prove it!
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Photo by Josh Callow |
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Art by Josh Callow |
And we sail onwards. Congo is only days away and so much
more adventure awaits.
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