Well no, we will never stop flooding you with our little sailing stories...!
Indeed, let's have a
Poem time :
Fortunately, the biggest sorrows
Pass as quickly as the squalls
Poem2:
When the boat is going, everything is going
But when we are not moving,
It's not going well
Poem3:
You need a strong mind
To be carried
On our slow steeds
(It's poetic in french... sorry for the poor translation...)
Your turn !
Summertiiiiiime !! This is the come-back on the sea of all our very shaky friends ! Our passage between the Adriatic to the Ionian sea is going smooth, the little motor boats are taking care of us making some crossed-waves so that we are not too disoriented ❤ (and with the smile, yes sir!!!)
Part 2 of the terrible journey of the Northern Adriatic Sea which, as if to apologize for being so capricious, makes the smallest puddle of fresh water surrounded by a tarpaulin seem like the height of luxury...
