Yesterday we were in Sweden. Today, Denmark!
We spent last night in a small anchorage surrounded by silence (at least after Alexander finally gave in to sleep after a toothache/headache/nerves induced tantrum) and a beautiful crescent moon – a fitting end to our stay in Sweden.
Today’s passage -yes we just called a day sail a passage because that’s what it feels like setting out in the very beginning with the wee ones in tow- was a lot easier. Sima and the kids took some motion-sickness meds this morning. Combined with somewhat forgiving seas and a previous passage under our belts, it was a more comfortable day for all. (Maybe Paul should have taken something too. He has a pretty good head cold, and so felt a bit knocked out all day.)
The kids napped for the first three hours, awoke at about 1, and announced that they were starving. They proceeded to stuff themselves with rice and yogurt. Hunger is always a good sign, and they were both fine for the rest of the day. We’re all getting our sea legs.
There is something special about first stepping foot onto a new country off the boat, and it is a real deep feeling of accomplishment to look around and realize what you’ve done. We took a trip to the nearby grocer. Sima noticed that, though we hadn’t sailed all that far, we really ARE in a new country. “The architecture’s different.” And it is — the simple homes of Sweden with their bright red, yellow, and blue hues replaced by the stubby, low-to-the-ground, earthen colored houses of Strandby. The language is similar to Swedish, but also different, so it is fun reading street signs and seeing the differences from Swedish to which we had grown so very accustomed.
And just like that, we feel like we are making progress. 70 miles down, 4619 to go to the Caribbean.