Nothing in particular, day 12.
A full 24 hours with no particular events. And yet I feel pretty busy, like there is just about the right amount of time available.
I would be lying to say that nothing have happened, though. We jibbed, meaning we're now heading directly at Martinique. Also, the moon is back, giving the night shifts some life - having something to stare at.
The big happening of the day (except for jack-ass breakfast and warm dinner) is when dad checks the mail on the SSB radio. Coordinates of all the boats is drawn on a notepad, as if we're making plans on how to win the race (not that there's anything in particular we can do against those large catamarans), and reading mails from family and friends brightens up the day. (Sorry for no reply, Nat!)
Im slowly closing up on the third book and find reading the perfect time investment while at sea. There's plenty of time to get absorbed, and plenty to reflect.
Ellie out.
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