Drunk at Sea?

Position at Saturday Midnight was 39S 86E

The latest update from Kwela and it’s two courageous sailors is that the wind is blowing and the sailing is good. Unfortunately, they have been sailing through a bit of a squall and the sea, though not very big, is very rough and hitting them from all sides. Kwela is obviously in on this game and adding her worth at throwing the occupants around her bowels.

Lee has finally admitted to hitting a wall emotionally and said that she finally felt that this trip could end tomorrow and she would be glad. Unfortunately, they have at least 20 days left.
Lee says that being tossed around like that makes her feel drunk. She compared it to being unstable on your feet, your eyes can’t focus properly, your head is throbbing, your stomach is churning, you want to lie down but everything spins out of control, and to make it worse; the yacht just tosses you around your little bunk like a single pilchard in a 5-pilchard can.
I can’t believe that they have travelled nearly 8000 kilometers to feel like that. If I ever personally want to feel like that, I think that a comfortable armchair, a TV to watch sport, a good bottle of red wine or a few whiskies, and my stable bed close by would be the order of my day.

On a more sober note, the last emails sent by Lee have been lost in cyberspace and I’m trying to find a good cybertracker to track it down, tie it up and deliver it to my inbox. Until then, we have lost Lee’s personal updates for her blog and I can only leave you with the last bit that was sms’ed to me to add to the end of her blog:

“Thanks to all of you for your continuous love and support. Your steady stream of well wishes has been much appreciated. News from home is looked forward to and treasured all these many miles away. X”