a smooth sea never made a skilful sailor

By the time you're reading this I'll probably be home, the thing about being at sea is that there's no internet, it's a bloggers nightmare but I've actually really enjoyed it. I had 5 minutes to check emails in the marina but apart from that I've had to wait to use the internet, sorry! It's the last day, a huge part of me wants to stay sailing forever, I'm eternally envious of couples like Alex and Taru who spend their lives sailing, however this boat isn't ours and it's definitely not suited to us, we've spent many hours fantasy boat shopping and dreaming of a life at sea. I've really enjoyed that whilst we're not in a marina it's just us and the sea, it's so refreshing being able to lay in my bikini on the deck reading my book all afternoon without another soul in sight ( apart from the boy who's hidden under the canopy). However, I'm coming home to lots of fun, I've just gone full time at work and have so many exciting blog related things in the next few weeks.

We set sail nice and early, which was a blessing in disguise as the wind was definitely against us. We had to motor 60% of the way but finally the wind turned and we managed 5-6knots for the rest of the trip back to the airport, when we arrived back to Kos we anchored in a small bay and took one last swim before heading back to normality.

xo

AWOL

I'm currently sat typing this with the sun beaming down on my browning back and an ice cold drink with in close proximity. Without checking the GPS I probably wouldn't be able to say where we are, all I know is that we're somewhere in the med on a catamaran and it's 32 degrees. We left a few days ago for Kos, one of the Greek islands, we arrived in the middle of the night, piled our bags on to the dingy and motored across the small bay. We clambered up the small ladder and dumped our bags in to our temporary home, before finding our way to bed. Too tired to care about the heat, we fall in to a deep slumber and wake up with the bright piercing sunshine at 6am, we emerge on deck to a beautiful serene bay and stupidly decide to feed our hungry stomachs before setting sail. We head north, up the dodecanese islands headed wherever the wind will take us. When it gets too hot, we pull in to the nearest bay, drop anchor and dive in. The fridge and freezer are stuffed full with fruit and drinks to cool sunned sailors. We get tired quickly in the sun so seista under the canopy, a perfect way to dry off before heading back out to sea. I'm in a whirlwind of bays, all so beautiful yet so similar, we finally drop anchor and decide to sleep on the trampoline, we pile blankets and pillows up on deck and fall asleep with the breeze cooling our bronzed skin from all angles. I want to say it's been a horrible few days so far, but I'd be lying.

xo