Hi it’s Zeus here again. It’s been a while since I took over the blog and I had planned on regaling you with stories of my adventures, but it was a rough night last night, for me anyway, and I’m all wrung out… But I promised Helene I’d do the blog last night so the least I can do is put one up this morning for her.
I swear I didn’t eat anything I shouldn’t have on my recent sorties ashore sand islands, but last night I had stomach cramps and the whole box and dice. I won’t elaborate, I’m sure you get the drift… But it wasn’t pretty and I have no idea where the carrots came from. That’s not a good combination on a boat… There are only so many times you can be loaded into a dinghy and driven ashore…
GW slept on the floor with me, but it didn’t really help, although I know it made him feel better. This morning I’m only eating chicken soaked in water and under threat of a visit to the vet. I figure if I get some sleep before now and when they moor at Pialba I should be able to convince them I’m okay.
Sorry I’m being a bit of a wet blanket. I promise to bounce back soon. But, of course, this blog is about real life, warts and all.