Got our visas in Tawau, decked out in semi-religous garb. “You don’t…

Got our visas in Tawau, decked out in semi-religous garb. “You don’t look soooo bad”, our cab driver tries to console.

Got our visas in Tawau, decked out in semi-religous garb. “You don’t look soooo bad”, our cab driver tries to console. 


I’m still at sea.

This post is from my first voyage, sailing alone around the world from 2009 to 2015. These days I live aboard El Dorado in France and send dispatches from the boat.

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Or get real mail from the boat: the Foreign Correspondence Club.

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On a curb in Tawau. F/t my girl Cassie.

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