Thursday 9th October
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Today is packing
day. Yesterday I went down into my least
favourite part of the boat – the forward hatch.
It has sharp metal rungs – impossible to negotiate with bare feet. And inside it is hot and airless. I spend as little time as as possible in
these horrible places. But there were
two suitcases down there, cosily nested together. Pete was busy removing the headsail from its
mast, so down I went… I couldn’t get my head out at the same time as the
suitcases – they were surprisingly fat and unyielding, one inside the
other. So I had to push from below…and
the wretched thing got stuck…
Imagine this STUCK with me underneath...sobbing... |
I did not behave
with dignity and decorum…I shrieked a bit, sobbed a bit, and called for Pete to
drop everything and come AT ONCE to pull the cases out. And when I came out I sat and sobbed and
shuddered a bit more. NOT fun! But…we have two perfectly good suitcases,
which I have squirted with mould remover and now they are ready for action!
Pete, in the
meantime, released the headsail and we did a nifty folding thing to it – I think
Pete called this layering, or pleating. (Or another word...FEATHERING, he has now informed me.)
We then folded
into a nice square and shoved it…down the hatch! It won’t be quite as easy to get out as it
was to shove in…But that is an issue we will have to face three months hence.
Pete spent all day
on deck securing sails, while I cleaned out cupboards and spaces in the two
cabins our crew are going to use. By the
end of the day we were…knackered… So we went out to dinner, to the beautiful restaurant
where I had fish and chips, and the other end of town. We were the only customers, apart from a
large group in the offshoot restaurant across the street. Oh and a party of VERY hefty people from Manila,
who arrived with their own…pizzas! We
bot wanted to order fish but…No have,
sir. So I had chicken scallopini
with ratatouille and Pete had some sort of pork thing and they were both SO
delicious we nearly cried. It was the
standard of cooking you would expect in a 5 star restaurant in Australia. (And yes…the
sordid topic of coin…it was VERY cheap.
About $5 each…)
As we walked back,
Pete wanted to go and find the source of our nightly music. It always sounds like a loud and cheery party
on the waterfront – where was the music coming from?? Well…it comes from a fairly large hotel, with
a restaurant and terrace bar. Complete
empty…apart from a lovely singer, with her synthesizer. She was later joined by her partner, who sang
most beautifully. We sat through the
entire oeuvre of The Carpenters, and then some 80s ballads, and then…back to
2XS.
Pete is totally
addicted to our new boxed set…I had bought the first series of Breaking Bad in Thailand, but had
avoided ever trying to watch it with him.
It sounded like the sort of program he would LOATHE.
But…it is a
brilliant program and Pete wants to watch at least two episodes a night – any
more and our power conks out. (It is
very hard to watch anything with the generator roaring away, so two episodes is
the limit.) When we were out at sea with
Toby and the Team, I asked him if he had watched it – he comes from
Albuquerque. Well yet – not only had he
watched it, but his best friend is one of the regular actors (Hank’s
sidekick…) And better than this – he has
the whole set and has lent it to a very ecstatic Pete!
A bit later…
And then Pete came
back from his missions in Coron and I sent him downstairs to start packing his
(much bigger…) case.
This is just the
beginning. There is a whole lot of STUFF
he also wants to take home. He has
filled both cases to capacity and I am not sure we are going to be under the 20kg
limit…
After my nifty packing
session I decided to wipe down every single white surface inside 2XS with a
bleachy-mould removing mixture. I have
only ever wiped down the surfaces on an ad hoc basis; I was astonished how much
whitestuff there was… But not an unpleasant
job, and very satisfying.
Evening
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