And a merry Christmas to you all!!! This morning’s traditional Christmas celebrations off course erupted on the boat as soon as we woke up. We started with the much appreciated four hours of water pumping, in order to create fresh water for our Christmas porridge. Sadly, no porridge was found in the end. So we drank the “Christmas-water” á naturell. Still, no complaints there, it tasted great. Then the traditional “Jul-bak” started. This is when you make all the bread and sweets for the Christmas dinner that normally starts in-between the “Kalle anka” show and the savagely abrupt opening of presents, and the following and much appreciated catwalk wearing this year’s specimen of the “Jul-kofta”. A shirt, not that ideal for Atlantic adventures since it absorbs water better than a sponge. Since none of us remembered to pack the distant relative always in charge of delivering this gift, we are still rowing without a hand embroidered moose on our chest.
So when the “Jul-bak” planned crashed due to shortage of flour we immediately went on to the opening of presents. Stefan got a Christmas chocolate that Erik had hidden next to the emergency flares since race-start. Erik in turn, got a slap from Stefan since he had forgotten to turn of a flashlight before going to bed. So all is well onboard and everybody feels the Christmas-spirit filling the atmosphere.
A discussion on how many more Swedish traditional holidays will be spent on the boat has started. Erik feels it would be nice to experience Midsummer back home, this off course landing the crew in a tight spot since it is only about 180 days left to this holy celebration.
By now everybody onboard also knows what a bad case of arthritis feels like. When waking up in the morning it is close to impossible to bend your fingers, and it also hurts like hell because of blisters and such. But the good news is that as soon as you start rowing again the feeling magically disappears. Sore butts are however present at all times. Even so to the extent of us wondering if a desk-job is possible when we get back home.
The last days of rowing has worked out alright. The tough part is still finding time to rest in-between making water and rowing. But we won’t complain, at least were not celebrating Christmas capsized.
Song of the day, you know it! Reindeers, snow, Santa and stuff, enjoy!
/Two little elf’s wishing for better winds this Christmas.