I have always had a dream of sailing. A few years back I did some serious research, and was pretty close to go either across the Atlantic or across from Africa to India. I had a look at a few shorter, less dramatic alternatives too, but things go the way they go, and I ended up doing that bachelor thing instead. In addition, I am not entirely certain of my own seaworthiness either. I have been on large boats and ferries, where everyone had green faces and fed the fishes. I was bored. It was not entirely comfortable, but most of all I was bored; that there was no-one to hang around in the bar with, telling tall tales. I wove my limbs and sleepingbag through some bolted chairs, locked myself in and slept. Then a variety of ferries in Asia, with chickens, wired-in piglets, and locals throwing up. Continue reading “white sails” »