It has been 100 days since we left Yokohama the last time, this means that we have been at sea and not been on land for that long. It is a little odd to me because it doesn’t seem that long. I have lost all references of time, every day looks the same. There is not weekly routine, we have the same activities every day, weekday or weekend. Since we are on a boat and do everything there, we work where we live and don’t experience a change in rhythm.
In the evening we celebrated our 100 days by cooking a more elaborated meal still using the same ingredients.
It was a good occasion for me to bring items that I had acquired without people knowing I had them; I had taken from Paul a bottle of champagne and from Maks a pack of cigarettes. Also, Lauren had left behind a small bottle of whiskey and Maria had asked me to hide few chocolate bars. I brought everything at the end of the meal, it felt a little like Christmas, I was Santa Claus.