The Mariner’s Mariner dreams of faraway horizons.

 

My Ship Log from 08-17-2007 to 09-04-2007

Nuku Hiva (Marquesas) - Society Islands, Tahiti (Papeete)

This is the story of my  preparation and  my voyage.

 

"In the beginning they could not understand my insistence on getting away from the compass, that god of the West. But in exchange, they began to hear the why and sea talking with the boat. And when blue-tinted land appeared on the horizon, looking as it did to the mariners of old, all nimbed with mystery, a few of them felt that our rigorous techniques should leave a door open to those gods which the modern world tries so hard to exclude."

Bernard Moitessier, 'The Long Way' CLOSE WINDOW

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I dedicate this part to my love!

 Thanks to Carina for the past year that we have been together.

 ” You are so far, and yet so close”. (‘István a Király’ – a Hungarian rock opera).  Ospi, you caused this! This is what I’m listening to since Panama.

 

08-17-2007 (day 328)

I purchased 20 liter of fuel (148 francs/l, 90 francs=1USD), and then I went to shop for the next stretch.                                                                                                                                                                    I used the German information guy’s office to upload pictures and videos to the Internet. It cost me 1000 francs. Slowly I caught up with everything that was to be uploaded.

I was shooting the breeze and drinking with Mana and his band. Mana is a 23-year-old piano teacher in the local school. I met him earlier. Every Saturday they give a concert in the Hotel.  In the evening Mohi came over and we had a few drinks. The occasion: a big tourist ship put into port today and Mohi could visit the ship:)

Mohi closely resembles a Polynesian warrior; his hair is long and tattoos are all over his body. He is an artist and his specialty is statues made of wood and stone. Sometimes he goes fishing and sometimes creates tattoos.

08-18-2007 (day 329)

It was raining heavily in the morning. I went over to Philip to pick up my battery. Today I purchased an additional 20 liters of fuel. I tried to secure the mast brace and after a few miserable hours later I was successful. Interestingly I found a sack of food items (soup powder, cans and whisky) on the boat with a paper describing a big Spanish fishing boat. A young Spanish captain whom I hardly knew put it there yesterday. Then came Mohi and him and I went out to loosen up a bit. Since it was raining heavily we could hardly find a place where we could roast our sheep. (He shot it on Monday). Meanwhile we also have been drinking a little. Naturally. Mohi is a fellow who likes to party here on NUKU HIVA. At his place the music is always on and there is never a shortfall in beer availability :) After the mutton was done, we went back to Carina and ate it all. What a spread it was! By the end we had about 20 additional young people there.

They helped to fix the side braces; then the rain started again.  Larsen, the Norwegian solo sailor came over with lots of beer. The whole bash lasted until the evening and after that they went over to the hotel to listen to the concert. (Mana, the pianist, is a nice guy. I have been drinking with them for the last two days.) This time I stayed on the boat. I had a sked on the WLAN, and after that it was too late. At 10 in the evening everything is closed :(

08-19-2007 (day 330)                                                                                                                     There are so many things are happening every day. I woke up at 6 in the morning and the first person I saw was Mohi :) He was in the harbor, drinking.  I always run into those people who like to drink, but they know how:) Well, it does not matter. We talked and soon the whole village was there.

I went to a store and had breakfast with a sailor who helped me yesterday to get a drill. In the store I bought a roasted lobster for breakfast. Then I went to church, but did not go in because I was not dressed for it.  Pretty soon I will not have a decent suit to wear.

Things to do around the boat:

1/  The old fisherman was very kind. He brought back my battery fully charged.

2/  To install the batteries.

3/  To fix the side braces

4/  Mohi gave me a banana bunch, which I fastened to the rear brace.

5/  Straighten out things.

 

I had a talk with the captain of the big ship (he speaks good English). I charged my batteries in his office. Later we sat down to have lunch, (roasted pig, rice and cooked banana – a very representative meal).

 

In the afternoon I got together with Mohi and Larsen. We talked a while and had a drink or two. (Mohi prepared a fine meal: raw fish marinated in lemon juice and coconut juice. This is also a typical meal around here.

I was fixing the deck. The motor did not start, yet it would be nice to be able to start tomorrow.

     An older Norwegian solo sailor sailed into the harbor. He came by to see me and we talked a little. (www.sy-gemini.nl). Later a French solo sailor put in. The bay is slowly filling up with boats, but me – I’m leaving.

      I could not go on the Internet because I could not find my WLAN password. Too bad!

 

08-20-2007 (day 331)

 

 Larsen, yesterday lent me a map and a description on Tuamotu Island. It can be a dangerous voyage and it is difficult to navigate. There are many confusing strong currents there and my engine is weak to overcome these currents. From 6 in the morning I will spend time to study this problem.

      In the morning I went to buy 5-6 bagets. After 8 no more bagets could be had. Breakfast is baget and camaber, and then I spent a few hours on the Internet. Uploaded pictures. Then back to the boat: route planning.

     Around noon Mohi tattooed a tiki head on my leg, his own design. This is a souvenir from Mohi. For two days I am not supposed to go into the water; that means that the only time I will be able to fix the anodes when I get to the atolls.

    In the afternoon I went over to Gemini, where Frank gave me a DVD that had a number of travel guides and harbors with moorage on it. We drank a few beers.

    It became dark soon. Departure tomorrow!

 

       I had a few more drinks in the harbor with Larsen and Mohi. On the boat I prepared a simple supper : )

        Mohi tattooed more than a thousand times so far. From November on he will spend a few months on Tahiti where just about every tourist wants a tattoo as a souvenir.

08-21-2007 (day 332).

I woke up at 6 in the morning and got a little wet from the rain. The cabin door was left open.       Breakfast: baget and milk.

I was checking and sewing the sail. Loading mp3 music into the mp3 player. Larsen gave me a few interesting photos. He has a pretty good camera and that is what he used.

Frank had a tattoo made on his shoulder by Mohi. Slowly but surely everyone will have a tattoo:) 

In the afternoon Frank helped me to thread the two broken ropes through pulleys. (I stood next to Frank’s boat and climbed up on his mast to reach my mast top).

1/  Dipole antenna, pull-rope

2/  Jib pull-rope, (unfortunately the rope jams sometimes, so I will not going to be using it too much. I will have to change this pulley when I take off the mast.) Any way we look at it the afternoon was spent profitably. Oliver did not come to help so I had to postpone the anode project.

     Roy organized a beer party for the sailors. So at 5 the sailors got together at Rose’s. Of course now the faces were completely different.

     After the party Roy invited me for coffee on his boat. He is a funny guy, a little strange but not a bad fellow. His shipbuilding lasted 5 years. He started out in 1977 and since then he went around the world 3 times. He stops at places for a while and works. Here, for example, he carves Tiki statues from bones. He has a little shop on his 32-34 foot long boat. It is interesting that the tourists are buying these. He knows about sailing legends that I do not even dare to write down in this diary:)  For example about Motissier (died in the 90s).

 

8-22-2007 (day 333)

 

This morning I was repairing the mast. The side brace was tied out with ropes. I made a lanyard with 2 ropes, after this I cleaned the bottom of the boat, then I went back to the fishing dock because I left my laptop there yesterday.

 

My plan:

 -    To get a spare engine (a 5-8 hp. outboard.) and install it next or under the solar panel.

-          To make a serious effort to repair the mast (with a rig-meter, or get an other one)

-          And I’m even thinking to get a wind-rudder

The problem is that these things take time!!!

 

Slowly I start and say goodbye to everyone. I started the engine around 11.

Mohi casts the rope off and as a final gift gives me a stone etchwork

The engine is weak and sometime stops so my departure from the bay is slow and difficult. From the bay’s entrance a stronger head wind pushes me back or sideway, but with difficulty I get through. I raise the main sail and the jib. I start out in quarter wind.

Course 210

Speed 4-4.5 knots.

Barometer 1011

Temperature 31 deg. C.

Tuamotu 505 nautical miles.

Lunch baget with mayonnaise and fruit.

It is possible that I will not stop at Tuamotu, because the engine is weak.

 

Customary routes:

Ahe – between Mahini with a possible stop.

Arutua – between Rangiora with a possible stop.

 

Tuamotu is an island group that consists of 78 small islands. The island spreads out from NW to SE direction and about 1000 nm. long. Corral islands with a few palm trees, a few people in a village, but hardly any tourists.

   From a ship the islands are difficult to see. The visibility is only 8 nautical miles wide. Rangiroa is the 2nd largest atoll in the world. About 2000 people live here. There is an airport, a church – jut about everything. The entrances of these atolls are usually narrow and shallow depending on the tidal conditions. The current could be strong so the approach is not a simple challenge.

My plan is to by-pass the atolls from the West. This way the sailing will take longer. 

 I switched on the radio:

19:30 14287 kHz. I did not hear anybody.

POS (9-25S, 140-30W) Tuamotu 470 nautical miles.

 20:30 I listened on the radio again, but I did not hear anybody.

 Wind: Bf. 5 (max 20 knots)

 Supper: chocolate and banana.

I steered the boat until 02, then switched to autopilot.

 

 8-23-2007 (day 334)

 

Barometric pressure: 1010

Temp.: 32-35 deg. C

6 in the morning I took the main sail off. The wind speed was over 20 knots. At 7 I put it back.

 

The battery of my wind speed-measuring device is depleted so I am only estimating the wind speed.

My new goal is Mataiva atoll, which is 536 nautical miles (+112 nm.) from here.

Breakfast: sardine and baget.

I’m steering in the morning.

Afternoon: rest, route planning. I also clean the sun panel connectors, maybe it will help :)

 Lunch and dinner: chicken with curry and noodles. 

 Wind: bf. 4-5 easterly, (sometimes with big waves).

 

Radio on:

19:30 (Nuku Hiva time), 14287 kHz.

I heard maybe Freddy and Pali. They were very weak.

POS.: 10-30S; 141-34W

My target atoll is 496 nautical miles.

20:30 trying to make contact on the radio (14287 kHz). Only a Spanish guy was shouting and I did not hear anybody else.

23:00 Reefed in the main sail. Bf. 6 and it is raining. Black clouds are all around me.

00:00 Mainsail up again. Bf.5

03:00 I go to sleep.

 

8-24-2007 (day 335)

Barometric pressure:1010

Temperature: 32-35 deg.C

 I woke up 7 in the morning.

8 o’clock: sheeted the main sail.

The waves are getting bigger and bigger. One of them splashes into the cabin (I am sorry to say but I left it open). The bagets became soggy and the water got into the right and middle compartments!

 

 Breakfast: yesterday’s supper.

 

In the morning, I am steering, and then take it easy for a while.

Lunch: noodles with ketchup

Afternoon: I sheeted the main, and then back again.

Route planning, then antenna repositioning. This way it is farther away from the rear brace.

Later I have coffee and cookie while I steer the boat.

 

Wind: Bf. 5 easterly, (max 20 knots).

Speed: 4-4.5 knots. Heading: 210. The currents and the wind are pushing me to a westerly direction.

I saw a whale in the afternoon.

 

Radio: 02 UTC (16:30), I was listening on 14300 kHz.  I heard the net control on the Seafarer Net, nobody else. Later even the net control has faded out. Noise level is 5.

 

Radio: 18:30, 14287 kHz – nobody heard

            19:30, 14287 kHz. – nobody heard

Position: 11-34S; 143-04W. Destination is 389 NM. Course 240.

I sailed 107 NM in good direction.

 

Supper: noodles with ketchup

In the evening there were two small rainstorms with strengthening winds. I had to furl in the Genoa for an hour. This was really a workout :)

 

08-25-2007 (day 336)

Barometric Pressure: 1014

Temp: 20-24 deg. C

At 1:00 AM a ship passed me by.

I’m steering until 4 in the morning. 

 I wake up at 8 o’clock. Breakfast is baget with jam.

Speed: 4-4.5 knots. Course: 220

 During the morning hours I am resting and sleeping.

Lunch: sweets

In the afternoon I checked the coax and other cables, then I slept a little. I am tired.

The wind is strengthening. It is a Bf. 6 and stable, sometimes it measures even a 7 and of course, the waves are high. I reef in the Genoa.

Supper: rice with sardines. I forgo fishing and spend all my concentration on sailing.

Turn on the radio at 19:30. Frequency: 14287 kHz.

I do not hear anybody. I say my position hoping that somebody may hear it. 

Position: 12-30S; 144-22W. Destination is 294 NM away.

In the last 24 hours I sailed 93 NM and in the good direction! 

The wind is strengthening (Bf.6-7), only the jib is up.

I steer till 2.

 

08-26-2007 (day 337)

Barometric Pressure: 1012

Temp: 32 deg. C 

 Wind: Bf. 6

 At dawn it’s raining for hours.

 Breakfast: Fruits and chocolate

Lunch: rice and smoked sprotni.

Afternoon: I read, I rest, and then I check out the hold down ropes. The usage is extensive.

Speed: 4-4.5 knots. Course 220

 

My battery is weak and the reason is that the autopilot draws quite a bit of current.

Switched on the radio: 19:30, 14287 kHz.

Connected with Freddy. (Report: 5-1).

Probable weather: 18—21 knots from 85-110 deg.

Position: 13-31S; 145-51W

Destination is 188 NM from here and in the last 24 hours I sailed 106 NM in good direction!

Dinner:  caned bean

 

 8-27-2007 (day 338)

At 1 in the morning the jib drops. The halyard broke. I use the #2 forestay to haul back the jib. I do not feel very well so I take an algopirin.

The mounting plate for the autopilot is completely broken. This is what connects the steering rod with the autopilot. It broke along the weld-joint and also mildly deformed. In the very early morning (at 2) the autopilot stopped working. It either got wet, or the battery is weak, or the problem is in the connector. It’s a hairy night.

 Breakfast: fruit

I slowed down.

 

My wound is completely infected. Cannot find any antiseptic. After some rum treatment I start soaking my foot in saltwater. It did not get better. I also got a stomachache. It could be because of the water in Nuku Hiva. I take 2 Bolus adverstingers for a number of days. I think I also have a little fever.

Energy tablets and vitamins. It is getting difficult to control the boat.

 

Wind: Bf. 5-6. From a direction of 90-100 large waves.

I am slowing the speed to 2.5 knots. Direction 230.

 

At 3 in the afternoon the jib fell the #2 forestay broke.

I use the dirk to pull the jib back in its place. I have to keep watching it.

Supper is soup, which has spilled completely on my bed.

I don’t have any energy left to switch on the radio. So tonight I will not switch it on.

 

8-28-2007 (day339)

 

At 5 in the morning the already repaired left side brace broke. I take the jib down.

I relived the mast from the loads and started to solve the problem.

Between 6 and 7 o’clock I pulled (put some tension) the side brace and a backup rope backwards. This is exactly how I did it after Galapagos. I put the jib up.

 

Later the wind picked up.

My stomach really hurts, so I’m taking it easy the whole day.

 

 Carina sails forward in a slow speed and in good direction.

 

On the radio again: 19:30 14287 kHz

I hear Freddy but can’t understand him.

Position: 10-10S; 147-32W). A destination atoll is 83NM away.

 

8-29-2007    (day 340)

 

The firs quiet night, although it is raining constantly and there are wind gusts. I have the jib up all night

 

 Barometric pressure: 1014

Temperature: 32-35 deg .C

 

My stomach hurts

I treat my scar with Betadine. Finally I found it. (Thanks Adri!)

Lunch: cookie with jam and soup.

In the afternoon I check the engine. The battery is weak to start it, but I have a backup battery; then I check the sails.

Rest and read.

 

If tomorrow I reach the Atoll, then I have to take a course of 195 and sail 170 nautical miles, which is ¼ wind. It’s a hard drive: the boat lists and the waves are strong and facing the boat. I have to get better by then! I have to watch it! I do not want to drift too much to the west due to the currents!!

I switch on the radio at 19:30 on 14287kHz.

I hear Freddy but can’t copy him too well. He hears me too with all the acknowledgments (roger).

I give my position hoping that someone will copy it.

Position: 14-34S; 148-14W

I’m from 36 NM from the atoll.

At 20:00 we try to connect again, but can’t copy each other. It’s even worst than before.

 

8-30-2007 (day 341)

 

Barometric pressure: 1016

Temp: 28-29 deg. C

Wind: Bf 5-6. Direction 120. The direction often changes and sometimes it is a Bf 6.

 When a downpour reaches me then the Bf. Could be 6-7. Today I counted 10 downpours.

Breakfast: soup, cookies, vitamins and an energy tablet.

I’m in a my waterproofs continually because it’s raining and I don’t want to catch cold. (It is difficult not to catch cold) :-)

Lunch: soup, cookie and canned corn.

 

I am sailing next to the western side of Mataiva. The eastern side would have been too difficult.

Mataiva is the most western atoll of Tuamotu. She is next to Rangiora. I was about 100 meters from shore and so I could see the village well. Its name is Pahoa. I planned this route this way so that I would not have to go in and out  and around the different atolls. Without a dependable engine and autopilot it would have been foolish to be among them.

Tahiti is 164 NM away. Direction is 195.

I’m afraid that the current will push me in a westerly direction and the insufficient wind direction causes me to “drift away” from Tahiti. I’m not in a good mood. I’m trying to find alternative plans. So the alternative plan is a different island.

 

I reef in the main sail (2/3) and I’m sailing with only the jib. If the wind gets stronger I drop the jib too, (sometimes).

 

18:00: jib down and the storm jib up. I slowed down considerably, but while I’m resting it is better for the mast. Otherwise it sways too much.

I switch on the radio at 19:30. Frequency: 14287 kHz.

I do not hear anybody, but I announce my position anyway.

Position: 15-05S; 148-45W

Tahiti is 145 NM.

 

Flash of lightning and dark clouds everywhere. Storm is coming by the evening. Since the storm jib was up the night was spent quietly. 

 

8-31-2007 (day 342)

 

Barometric pressure: 1016

Temperature: 29-30 deg C

Speed: 2-3 knots, direction: 180

Wind: Bf.5-6 from 100-110 large waves (sometimes it is raining).

Breakfast: cookies, soup and vitamins.

I’m having light meals because of my stomach.

I’m sailing with set rudder and in ½-¼ winds. The waves constantly slow the boat down.

If the wind speed measured is BF5, then I use the mainsail and the jib, but if it is mostly BF6, then I reef in the mainsail to 2/3rd., and if a sudden squall pounces on me then I must unfurl the storm jib next to the mainsail. So many things influence these decisions. If the wind is constantly strong and I am sailing with ¾ backwind then I use 1 jib and sometimes the storm jib (for example: Bf. 6-7). 

 

 Radio on at 19:30. Frequency: 14287 kHz.

  Unfortunately I do not hear anybody, but I know that many amateurs are listening.

I read in my position hoping that they hear it.

Position: 15-47S; 148-54W. Tahiti is 111 NM. away.

In the past 24 hours I advanced 43 NM. in good direction.

 At night: Bf 5-6

 

9-1-2007 (day 343

 

Barometric pressure: 10017

Temperature: 29-33 deg. C

 

Yesterday night, after Dan Brown’s Da Vinci Code I finished Russell Banks’s book, The Darling (US bestseller).

I read quite a bit nowadays, - maybe I should do more sailing? :-)

 

Breakfast is yesterday’s leftover: stew

Usually I make lemonade from lemon. I have a lot of lemons. I got them from an older fisherman on Nuku Hiva. He also had a big fruit orchard.

 

Morning:

Wind: Bf. 3-4. Small waves.

I am sailing in ¼ wind with set rudder and sails. Direction 150, and the speed is 2 to 2.5 knots.

 

Afternoon: Bf2 then the wind almost stops. It is a strange feeling. This is a first since I started.

In the evening the wind is still weak, then total calm. My speed is 1 NM. (a little more than the current.

Supper: Mushroom with rice.

 

 

 

 Radio on at 19:30. Frequency: 14287 kHz.

I heard someone weakly and only once, but he was not Freddy.

I announced my position maybe they hear me.

Position: 16-34S; 148-43W

Tahiti is 76 NM. bearing 220. In the last 24 hours I sailed 36 NM.

 

9-2-2007 (day 344)

 

Barometric Pressure:1012

Temperature: 32-35 deg. C

From yesterday evening the Bf. is between 0-1. Barely moving!

Breakfast: yesterday’s supper and after that cereal.

 

Morning hours: I completely stopped. The water is smooth!

 

I connected the spare battery to the whole system; not only to the engine, then started the engine and let it run for an hour.

Present problem with the engine:

-          Sometimes just stops: maybe something wrong with the gas supply. If I pump it then its better, but not always, because if the engine floods then that’s the reason for stopping. I will check a filter, which is on the gas line, maybe that will be it.

-          The spark plugs are often black and full of sooth and of course when this happens there are no sparks.

 

Afternoon:

Bf. 1-2 from 140

Speed 1-2 knots to 210.

I sail with set sail and a secured rudder in quarter wind.

 I finished Tim Relf’s book entitled: STAG. It’s about how someone becomes an alcoholic.

I finished it now, because I just found it. That fact says something about my cabin’s state :)

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After 16:00 the wind got stronger. Bf. 3.

My speed increased to 2-3 knots. Bearing 220.

 

19:30 on the radio.

Frequency: 14287 kHz. Unfortunately I have not heard anyone. Noise was S3.

I gave my position twice hoping they will hear me.

 Position: 16-52S; 149-03W

Tahiti is 49 NM away, bearing 215.

In the last 24 hours I sailed 26 NM

The night was calm. At dawn around 2 a ship passed me. The distance was 5 NM.

 

9-3-2007 (day 345)

 

At dawn there was only a mild breeze. I woke up at 6 the wind was Bf. 0-1

So my speed is 1-1.5 knots bearing 220.

Barometer: 1015

Temperature: 30-34 deg. C

 

I can already see Tahiti at sunrise (more than 30 NM.), even at night one could see the lights (40 NM.!) To tell the truth I saw the peaks of Tahiti yesterday (50 NM.).

 

Breakfast:

 Toast with hamburger (Biopont naturally) and onion and of course with ketchup (3 USD) and mayonnaise (7 USD).

 

Morning hours: I’m dead in the water! I am sailing in ¾ wind and continuously steering and try to speed-up the movement! It is a very difficult process. The maximum speed is 2-2.5 knots. This means that it will be dark when I reach the harbor. This I do not like especially when I have an unreliable engine.

 

In the afternoon I started the engine. Sometimes it stops, but this way I can reach 3-4 knots. The wind picked up to Bf. 2-3.

 

At 20:00 I can see the harbor lights.

21:15 I take down the sail. (wind is Bf. 0-1 which is practically nothing). 

The harbor that I want is for the big ships and the traffic is possibly high there. It won’t be simple, and on top of that I can expect engine failure too!!

 

The engine did not stop however I was praying continuously. Before I started in I filled up the main tank, changed sparkplugs and tested them. I did everything possible.

 I put in port at 22:00.

I drank a glass of cheap wine, which I bought at Nuku Hiva :)

 Boxed wine. 1 litter is 7 USD.

After all that I spoke with the security man. Tomorrow somebody will come and take me to harbor office. Seems like the city is pretty safe.

 

I walked in the city to look around. It was Monday so only 1 or 2 places were open and only a few tourists loitered here and there.

 Festive occasion and supper: Mao Chao churrysen  in a Chinese fast food place. 10USD.

 

4-9-2007 (day 346)

 

 I woke early and started to clean the shelves and the kitchen (cockroach elimination). I was waiting for the port employee to come and take me by car to the office. It is too far to walk. He did not come.

I baled out four bucketful of water from the center compartment.  

I packed up the jib that is to say I bound up the sail holders and  “flacons”. It would not be bad if on the next passage they would still be here.

The battery charger is good. I start charging the batteries. I met Giovanni who took me on his motorcycle (of course without a helmet and he was driving like an Italian) to a shop where I hoped to have the mounting of the autopilot welded. They did not charge me, but it was not a big job. Giovanni is from Italy. H e has a Polynesian girlfriend so he spends 3 or 4 months here every year kite surfing.

It was difficult, but I could find an Internet coffee house. One hour costs 12 USD! That is the normal charge here:(

 

In the afternoon I walked to the tourist office to get a map :)

The Immigration Office opened at 14:00. So I registered.

I met with a German couple again. I met them first in Colon and Balboa. They spend the hurricane season in New Zealand. Their home page: www.sy-muline.de

    They anchored in a bay, which is about 6 nautical miles from here. Rotor is there too. I sent them an e-mail, but I may go there myself after the repairs.

When I got back to the boat I found a note from Marc and Sonja. They are on the same mooring place where Rotor is and invited me to go there.

 

Afternoon:

I purchased 8 sparkplugs (3 USD /piece). It was not easy. I walked all over looking for a place where they sold these. I washed Carina with freshwater.  I filled part of my water bottles (40 l).

Washing dishes. Laundry.

 

I met a few locals. I am in downtown standing on the boardwalk so many people stop here and ask me questions. As usual I am a spectacle  :)

 

In the evening Giovanni visits me with his girlfriend.

I did not eat all day, so supper is toast with tuna.

 

                                                                                       Translation: L Károlyi (wa6ypp)