Night is descending upon Delos and I am sitting here surrounded by the Delos Crew. Brady is cooking, everyone is freshly showered and I am recovering from an epic hangover.
It’s been a strange few days.
Four days ago I received some bad news.
Night is descending upon Delos and I am sitting here surrounded by the Delos Crew. Brady is cooking, everyone is freshly showered and I am recovering from an epic hangover.
It’s been a strange few days.
Four days ago I received some bad news.
It’s been another busy day at SV Delos.
We’ve been busy packing away the late night food delivery by our good friend Ian and trying to figure out where to put everything.
Ok, a quick update is needed here of some of the things that have happened. We’ve been preparing for our voyage to Namibia, which includes preparing the boat, fixing anything that seems to go wrong and stocking up Delos for a mountain of food.
So guys, I’m in South Africa.
This time last year, my world had crumbled and I didn’t know what on earth I was going to do with my life. Hope had disintegrated. Joy was gone. All I could ever hope for was another day of feeling slightly less worse, feel a day with less pain.