Last night a teeny tiny seabird flew straight into my hands and let me hold it. A little while later a small storm passed overhead so we went inside. I put baby bird on the bookshelf next to my bed and she slept there all night. What a lovely little friend!
In other news, I’m pleased to report my first shark siting. As the sun came up this morning, the water was still as glass and I could see the sleek silhouette darting around the hull. He hung around for awhile as the sweet sounds of Teri Gross/Fresh Air blared from the outside speakers - what sophisticated taste you have, Mr. Shark.
It’s a wild world out here, folks. Hope everyone’s enjoying their weekends!
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.