“Grin, time to wake up,” Leslie says, as she unties my lashing. I try to open my eyes, but they are glued shut with sleepy-bugs. “Urrrahgghhh.” I groan. I don’t want to wake up. Leslie shoves me forward and back and forth a little bit. I
Source: Pigweed and Other Delicacies
Much to Sonrisa’s satisfaction, we did leave the next day. We said fond “catch you laters” to Richard, Dawn and S/V Por Dos then fired up Sonrisa’s engine and pulled away from her slip — air conditioner still installed. “See, Sonrisa, as far as air conditioners go, it’s not s
I know this is my fault. I know I made this happen with all my fear and negativity. You see, sometimes you worry and fret so much that you pile energy into the thing you fear most, and all that energy pushed at the wrong thing makes it come to pass. I guess this isn’t m
Source: Playing Frogger, By Sonrisa
What are the chances you will make your way to tour Tanjung Pinang, Indonesia? I hope you do, but if it seems unlikely, this blog post will give you a taste of this friendly, off-the-beaten-path city of Indonesia.
As it turns out, Andrew doesn’t need a new wife because his wife is good as new. How? It’s magic, I tell you. And, now I know the foolproof method for avoiding calamity in the future. If only I can keep Uh-Oh’s one simple rule evicting ghosts and avoiding all manner of back pain.
Source: Wife Good as New
The remainder of the passage was thankfully easy and the approach to Tanjung Puting hinted at the promise of interesting explorations. But, by the time we have our anchor down, I am beset with back pain. I crawl into bed and don’t get out. There is howling, and wailing,
Source: A New Wife?
“You realize we are set to cross the equator again in this passage?” Captain Andrew asks me as we ready Sonrisa for sea. Over the course of two weeks in Belitung, Captain Andrew’s navigation plans were made, revised, made again, revised again. Input from other sailors open th
When I let her, the wise part of me (Judith) is graceful at soothing high emotions and sorting out the crux of an issue. She knows it takes time to let things boil up, but she can always get the tea leaves to settle out. Once all these wily parts of me feel acknowledged and heard, my internal stri