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... help thinking that they will continue detoriating, but I suppose it is amazing that any part of them remain. Then on to the cathedral, where 6 kings Spanish are buried. We tried the local cider in Oviedo, which has to be poured with the bottle as far as possible from the glass to aerate the drink, quite a feet, & tasty cider, this made our group a lot more jovial, but it's not the alcohol content or quantity, it was the fun watching the waiter pour without watching either ...
... with tight timing sailing solo, I should have/could have prepared the genoa before left just in case! Finally I had to let the main flap and getting wet on foredeck while getting smashed by the 2 meter waves, another great lesson learned in the hard way. It was a great relief after the genoa up then we started broad reaching through the side waves flying at 7 knots, Quadrophenia was happily battling the ...
... me. He let me out and I went upstairs and ate alone. After breakfast, I got a key from the desk and went down to take a shower and get ready. My goal was to meet them for a tortilla at lunch and then go shopping until 2. I got on the bus and met them right as their lunch started but to my absolute horror there were no tortillas being served. All I wanted was one last chorizo tortilla but no, they wouldn't have any until tomorrow. I was heartbroken and made up ...
... where we are
headed (which would mean a long passage)
The coastline is amazing when you can
see it. It has changed quite significantly since leaving the Picos
behind – rolling green valleys, sheer cliff faces of limestone and
wonderful wooded mountains in the background.
We got to the harbour, which is full of
small craft and fishing boats and the moorings are onto buoys where
you tie on fore and aft. ...
... while Sam stood there awkwardly which I'm kinda mad about since he wasn't really that good of friends with Zak but whatever. We told each other we would see each other soon and me and Sophie watched as he drove away. After that I could not stop crying. I went into the computer room and called Jonathan bawling and all he did was laugh. apparently I just kept saying over and over that Zak was gay so he didn't need to feel threatened. I went to bed bawling and continued to cry into my sleep.