Today, its Dr Alice’s birthday. We don’t know her surname as she signs all her booking forms as “Doctor Alice” but i’m sure some of you reading at home will know who i mean! So the watch are busy making cake with boats on, there are presents prepared and we’ll be able to drink real Spanish wine to celebrate. Happy Birthday Dr Alice 😀
We’re nearly home. We’ve come a long way to being here, too. 21000 miles for Clare and I, and only 2000 miles behind for Cliggy, Jon and Nick. Once again we’re approaching the north west of Spain in the rain, a wee bit tired, and looking forward to a rest. The last time we came here was on the way down, and we were tired from the manic-ness of preparation and getting used to being at sea and the shorter sleeping patterns and the unfamiliar movement and noise. This time it’s a weariness that doesn’t seem to go away with sleep. I think it’s time for a real bed and some nice non-moving, non-creaking, non-drumming-outside-my-hatch-when-i’m-trying-to-sleep, non-damp sleep, where i can turn my brain off and sleep the sleep of the dead. I’m glad we have Rachel and Nick to keep the energy levels high, and Sarah and Lynda and Leslie and Raffe to keep us entertained. They’re all keeping me sane 🙂
That being said, there’s more to do yet! We’re headed for Camarinas today, then on to La Coruna. I love La Coruna. I love padron peppers, and red Rioja (though i hear this is really white rioja territory) and the climate (the drizzle makes me feel at home). I’m looking forward to my dad coming to join us for the last leg home, to chatting with him about life and plans, and making it this far. And from there we’re a week away from family and friends and more chaos to get the boat back to Angus again. Got to love a bit of chaos, right?