Last night I awoke from my rambling slumber to the sound of alarms going off, a high-pitched tone, piercing the darkness in the middle of the night. It was nothing major, just the engineers alarm, so I went back to sleep. A couple of hours later it goes off again and I hear my cabin mate swearing in the darkness as he goes off to inspect what ever it is he’s being warned about a second time.
At 7.30am our daily wake up call rouses us like clockwork, routine is our daily bread and we eat it up eternally. I get up and go out on deck to inspect the day. As per usual, I’m greeted once again by a seemingly endless expanse of blue, an army of waves marching in chaotic order across thousands of miles of ocean.
It’s been days since we last saw land. We are heading out and around the Chagos Archip... Read more >