Saturday (evening) – March 7, 2009
The sea gods seem to make sure I never, ever, take another voyage on the open sea. With 12 hours before we tie up in Cape Town, we are plowing through the waves like a running back hitting the defensive line and barely making any headway. The noise is terrific, and while I have felt worse, I still feel like crap.
I’m not sure what I will do with my day and a half in Cape Town (besides kissing the ground). But it will be be better than this.
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