Ah the romance of sailing the Atlantic soon wears thin. Still 8 days to go before we reach Mallorca and I am very bored. To make things worse, there is bugger all wind which means we motor a lot. The huge downside of motoring is that you loose the stability of having a sail full of wind. For the last 2 days now we have been rolling rail to rail and it makes even the simple tasks very hard. Having a shower, taking a dump or even just getting dressed become severe physical challenges.
My right knee is now very sore from where I have been wedging myself in my bunk between the wall and my lee cloth. Gibraltar is still 6 days away, where we get to stop for a few hours and fill the tanks yet again with another 25,000 litres of diesel.
I have also, for the very first time, booked a ticket on Ryanair. The only airline I could find that fly direct from Palma to Brussels. The total cost of my ticket just 45€ – I wondered how they could do it so cheaply. Maybe they water the fuel down, or share critical parts with other aeroplanes or maybe have strangers fly the planes rather than fully qualified pilots? The 45€ also included a 10€ fee for me choosing a lanky twat seat so it really was a deal.
I just know that when I get to the airport there will be something I have missed, some obscure tick box on the web page that I forgot to tick and the fee for correcting my error will be another 150€. If you don’t complete your online check in, or take your printed out tickets with you, you get charged an additional 70€ at the desk or you don’t fly. The web page adds every additional extra you could imagine, it then becomes your responsibility to take it all off or you get charged for it, and some of it is hard to find.
My flight is on 26th April so be sure to check back again then to see how it went.
Now, I need to get back to rolling across the ocean.