After the longest 15 days of my life -civilization

Trip Start Oct 29, 2006
Trip End Jul 09, 2009

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Flag of Mauritius  , Rodrigues,
Tuesday, June 16, 2009

And here we go again, bloody ocean. And all I had as a weapon were the pills that knocked me out completely, which would have been alright, it's just that I didn't have enough for the whole trip. So I tried another brand again and of course, they didn't work.

The only thing that did work was my little orange book, which I kept close, as you can read:

"Day 1 - My last official view of Oz. How I am gonna miss Australia.. :("

"Knowing cooking is going to be a disaster on the ocean, I made as much "Hippie Mash" as I could possibly produce."

"Day 2, Day 3 - Still fucking sick!!!!"
"Day 4 - saw whales" (Somehow I wasn't capable of writing more.)

"Day 6 - 1st day without drugs and no upset stomach, but a fucking headache! The whole day already. Apparently that's from a lack of caffeine, which is in those tablets that I've been eating like bread." 

"(censored, sorry. I'm cursing too much anyway.)" 
"Day 7 - I took my 1st dump! Yeah! One day shorter than the first time. Amazing! Slight headache still, slight upset stomach, but I've had worse."

"(censored again, sorry. or maybe I do write it down someday later..)"

"Day 8 - Had to take another drug, damn."

"Day 9 - Haven't been more soaked. I'm not hungry - again. I feel weak."

"Night 9 - 2nd shit! It feels better than an orgasm ;)"

"Night 10 - 3rd shit, WOW life is progress!!

"Day 11 - still refusing drugs, still producing bubbles" 

 (At this spot, a little information about stuff that I didn't know about sailing. With seasickness it's like that, before it hits you hard you start producing gas, lots of gas. You simply can't help it to start farting and burping like crazy, but it's actually helping a lot with your general wellbeing. Once that doesn't help anymore the throwing up stage comes dangerously close.)

"Day 13 - 4th shit, wohooo. At least my system is sorta back to normal." 

"Day 14 - Too wavy...  I ran out of clean underwear shirts and pants."

(Night 14 - I didn't write, cause I couldn't. We were waiting in front of Rodriguez trying to get there in daytime but we winds were pretty strong, so we kept on doing something between 5 and 7 knots, without sails up. We started throwing warps out to slow us down, to not hit the island before we could see it. That night it rained and rained, it's never been so dark before. Normally you see at least a star or two, a bit of the moon and definitely the horizon. That night was pitch black. Everywhere was water, storm n rain. You wouldn't have seen a boat next to you. That was one of the scariest moments. Knowing we were going pretty fast, not seeing a thing, waves kept flooding the boat and we were tired like hell cause one of us had to keep whelming, since the autopilot gave up. Being chained to the boat in a life vest, freezing, wet and exhausted, you just want it to end - fast.)
"Day 15 - We arrived. These were the longest 15 days of my life."

I reckon the whole thing is very comparable to jail, even though I've never been there. You can't leave, it sucks, you start of counting days but then you stop at one stage cause it doesn't seem to matter anymore. And once the doors are open, you don't really realize it. It's like that bird that lived all his life in a golden cage, the door stayed open in the end, but the bird wouldn't dare to go out.


Back to civilization again and this time a real one. From here I knew I probably wouldn't want to go any further. 

I enjoyed to be able to smell something again. Water doesn't smell, plants do! Green stuff is very special! And gosh those lovely bananas were cheap, hmmjam.
Well the exploration of the island had to wait a bit though, since we agreed to participate in the first Cup around Rodriguez.

Jump ahead and back:


After all that excitement we did a bit of touri stuff with Bruce and Sally and saw some nice caves and turtles.






  Even though Ant wasn't drinking any alcohol anymore we still celebrated his birthday on Tantrum, this time with chocolate cake. And hey Yvy found another little chance to dance! I reckon that's my addiciton.. I just can't help it.

Everybody got really used to each other and Rodriguez. Leaving this place was rather sad, but Ant had to attend the wedding of his brother. Since we constantly were looking for flights back to Europe, I decided to finally face my destiny and go back to Germany.
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