Beleza Residencial Cape Verde San Vicente Mindelo

... he tells us. He is working up on our mountain farm and we should have a lot of noticeable progress when we return. One more night at sea - McTaggart - Jim has been working on the seamlessly never ending supply of Chocolate Ice Cream on the ship and enjoying every minute of it. No photos - just use your imagination - I don't carry the camera with me when we are walking about on the ship. We had the crossing of ...

... Rule - since his was more privileged than most. Now we have three days at sea as we head for Recife, Brazil. We are scheduled to cross the equator precisely at midnight on December 11th. Ocean temperatures are running around 86 degrees F. - not that we will be swimming in the Ocean anytime soon - air temperatures are in the low 80's during the day and the seas have 1 - 4 foot swells - so hardly any movement at all.

... and was very proud of myself. Somehow, I think the local people half-expected to bargain. Most foodstuff are generally expensive for the local living standards...almost the same or more expensive than in France...perhaps it's because everything is imported here....not much fertile land for agriculture. Only seafood remains inexpensive.. 3 EUR for a medium size red snapper! Here are more photos of the city. Enjoy!

After 11 days of voyage, we finally arrived in the city of Mindelo, 2nd largest in Cape Verde. The last 2 days were terribly slow...we were travelling only at 1-2 miles per hour...if this doesn´t build up your patience, what does? It was a relief to finally be on land, to exercise our leg muscles, and to be able to take a nice clean shower! We visited the little town centre...charming with portuguese-styled architectures everywhere, fishing boats ...

... Un groupe de dauphin passe lentement à quelques dizaines de mètres. Avec les quelques nuages dans le ciel, on devrait avoir un superbe couche de soleil. C'est magnifique...mais c'est chiant. On décide de démarrer le moteur. J+ 11 : Sunday 18 Nov Apres une nuit au moteur on voit enfin la terre. Vers 10h le vent se lève un peu, enfin on peut couper le moteur. On devrait jeter l'encre vers 3h.

... God Little" by DBC Pierre. It's a rather disturbing book about a 15-year-old boy whose life was very much perturbed and ended up being accused of multiple murders. The first book I finished was a much better read...in my opinion. "Saving fish from drowning" from Amy Tan. It was a gift from Agne. Thanks, Agne! I really enjoyed the book. It's a story about 12 American tourists who got into trouble while travelling in China and Burma...what else is new...you ask. I'd definitely recommend it.

... Il s'accroche a la corde et alors que j'attrape l'appareil photo : « Help, help ». Il est parti trop loin en arrière et, créant une grosse gerbe d'eau, il lui était impossible de revenir au bateau, et finalement lâche la corde. A cette vitesse, il était déjà loin lorsqu'on lui jette une bouée de sauvetage, Claudia garde les yeux fixes sur lui pour ne pas le perdre dans les vagues. On démarre le moteur, tombe la voile principale et fait demi tour. Dans le remous des vagues ...

... though their boat is almost the same size as us. We let them pass behind us and soon they disappeared into the horizon. We put up the other pole to support the bottom of the genoa and turned on the engine to catch up. We haven't seen them since. We soon arrived into the Trade winds zone and were soon sailing at around 5-6 knotts.

... we were treated to tribal dance of dolphins in the horizon. There must have been around 30 of them, one leaping after the other. They reminded me of the scene in Lion King, where all the animals gathered to meet their new king. I quietly wished for them to approach, but they didn't. 10 minutes before my night shift, Eddy woke me up to alert me of the dolphins. There were maybe 2-3 of them. Streaks of green line criss-crossing decorated the sides of the boat.

... I woke him up so suddenly, but I just couldn't contain my excitement. Earlier in the day, we were just talking about dolphins at night. Phil said he had only seen it once. Greg, being sceptic, was not convinced that they were dolphins. He switched on his torch to shine into the water...needless to say, couldn't see a thing. Worse, right after, the dolphins disappeared. They must have been scared away by the light...I had the impulse to throw him overboard. Our ...