August 20, 2007

Remember when the Coast Guard towed me in June and asked me to get a throw-able float?  Even though there is no one on board to toss it to me, I got one.  I am sitting on it now, outside the cabin.  A gentle breeze is blowing from the northeast.

The moonlight shines on the sea as I stare ahead into the night.  I am trying to decide what to write.  I am biting into the dark chocolate that little Nadja brought to me and sipping the drink that Tom Lynch sent.

At this point, I’m not sure where I will end up.  I am debating how to navigate the waters ahead.  I have a main GPS (global positioning system) tracking device.  This is an electronic system that tells me where I’m at.  I also have two other spare tracking systems.

I normally finish rowing by sunset and go into my cabin until sunrise.  With such good weather, there is no reason to work extra.  Life has a slower pace and I am using the spare time to read and learn new languages.  I am practicing my French, teaching myself Spanish and reading books in Turkish.  I also have books to read in English and my MP3 player has about 9,500 songs from all over the world. 

I am about 1,500 nautical miles west of Puerto Vallarta.  When this trip is finished, I’d like to take a vacation there with Nancy.