Our boat is usually a wealthy little country: we never lack food, water, electricity, medicine or books. But in Cabo Verde, clean, fresh water is simply not available. It has been nearly three months on the water since we left Marseille, and we are now readying ourselves for the leap across the Atlantic, from Praia, Cabo[…]
Sonate is gone. On the shipyards of l’Estaque, there’s a large empty space, splattered with paint in the shape of a ship.