projects for the next sailing ...
After reflecting at length on various alternatives, including the boat to change in favor of a more habitable and live a little above, I finally made my decision. I have been helped in this by some ten days spent at home with the flu, during which, unable to do anything else, I have consulted with the necessary calm, charts, pilot charts, pilot books and websites meteorology and navigation.
Sometimes, to catch a decision will need to unplug the plug from the everyday routine, during which, often without realizing it, we do not have time to think about anything. As for me, often live my weeks as the tunnel in which within a headlong run, panting to get out after seven days without myself even realize how he went all that time. It 's a thing in my life that I'd like to change.
My reflections on future voyages led me to a crossroads, where future options will be subject to a series of questions to which answers must be precise and relevant. I suspect that many of us dream of living on a boat sailing between the atolls of the Pacific or wandering the world without any problems or constraints, without any kind of chores. Many also dream a hammock, and beaches and palm trees on the horizon and the sun always the sun ...
embracing a lifestyle choice is not so radical for all, since over the front of the boat moored in the harbor at sunset, there are other issues to worry that, if unforeseen, could transform our dream into a nightmare. Islands in the Atlantic and the Caribbean, not surprisingly, is quite common to find, at surprisingly good, boats for sale that belonged to people who have given up the shot a few months after his departure from Europe ...
To understand what I really want to do, I asked myself a few, but detailed questions
- The solo sailing for me?
If you decide to change boat, opting for a model that would allow me to live on [in case the model is almost permanently chosen: a 27/274/28 Vancouver's Northshore Pheon or ], I find it inevitable to sail single-handed most of the time.
> To respond, I decided to sail alone from Faro, where it is now winter, the Dreamer, to Sardinia, taking steps to be defined, but one of which is a fixed point: Mahon. The best period is from April, and I have enough time for the small actions I planned on board.
- The type of life that make sailors who roam the Pacific or the world for me?
- What are the islands where you can live with a little dignity?
- What are the places where a Westerner is better accepted and is You can easily find a job?
- What are the pros and cons of living on a boat? Unexpected? Cost?
> To respond, I intend to spend a sailing boat with others, trying to sail to or equal contribution to the cost. As a port of embarkation seems ideal Las Palmas, Canary Islands, in order to make the Atlantic crossing and then to the Pacific may be changing the boat and crew in Panama. The rest of the trip is to be decided. A good time to start the trip from November onwards.
That's it. Once you have found answers to my questions, I'll know what to do, whether to sell the boat and become fully terrestrial, and change it if go to live on, if you keep my Marieholm 26 and move to an island but on the ground or whatever.
The Dreamer, my Marieholm 26, remains on sale , since finding a buyer for a boat so do not seem so easy and takes time. Obviously, any transaction becomes subject to the navigation I am going to take, so the boat will be available once they arrive at the port of destination in Sardinia, near Cagliari should be ...
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
12 Volt Schematic Charger Battery
baked beans ... now the fire in the piñata
raining today, but really it's raining it's raining, you do not want to do anything you'd like to just stand all day in bed, leave the field open to depression, but ...
... woke up at eight zero zero, because we never give in to laziness, it drags the gloom, at least in questoparticolare historic moment of my life, where confusion reigns, and all the emotions are mixed, in the hands a dealer mischievous, unpredictable and, sometimes even cruel, mocking his smile satisfied the hand that has served. So
work early in the morning, there were beans that had been soaking all night, ready to be cooked, then made a nice fire in the fireplace, so I took two pignate the prepared beans, water, celery, onion and tomato chunks, I'm ready placed close to the flame.
Cones were heated, the water has begun to ploploplop, boiled, and the beans are cooking slowly, I have followed with great care to cook, adding water if necessary, salt, and then a drop of oil .. .
So I tasted them, they taste of winter, my house, reminiscent of my father, who hunched over his fireplace and taste stirs beans, because he cooks them as you like for lunch to be proud of ... something that can already be proud of, you know a tiny bit of revenge on life that has befallen the lot ... or that he decided to live ...?
... My dad introduced me to love and hate ... I did experience what is really thin line that marks the boundary between these two emotions so strong, but so destructive ... huge crevasses that have created in the land of my being ... what is unseen, what is hidden in the bottom of each one ...
And then I put black olives in salt ... but this story we will follow in the days to come, because the olives so good to be prepared before must cure for at least ten days ... I tell you!
raining today, but really it's raining it's raining, you do not want to do anything you'd like to just stand all day in bed, leave the field open to depression, but ...
... woke up at eight zero zero, because we never give in to laziness, it drags the gloom, at least in questoparticolare historic moment of my life, where confusion reigns, and all the emotions are mixed, in the hands a dealer mischievous, unpredictable and, sometimes even cruel, mocking his smile satisfied the hand that has served. So
work early in the morning, there were beans that had been soaking all night, ready to be cooked, then made a nice fire in the fireplace, so I took two pignate the prepared beans, water, celery, onion and tomato chunks, I'm ready placed close to the flame.
Cones were heated, the water has begun to ploploplop, boiled, and the beans are cooking slowly, I have followed with great care to cook, adding water if necessary, salt, and then a drop of oil .. .
So I tasted them, they taste of winter, my house, reminiscent of my father, who hunched over his fireplace and taste stirs beans, because he cooks them as you like for lunch to be proud of ... something that can already be proud of, you know a tiny bit of revenge on life that has befallen the lot ... or that he decided to live ...?
... My dad introduced me to love and hate ... I did experience what is really thin line that marks the boundary between these two emotions so strong, but so destructive ... huge crevasses that have created in the land of my being ... what is unseen, what is hidden in the bottom of each one ...
And then I put black olives in salt ... but this story we will follow in the days to come, because the olives so good to be prepared before must cure for at least ten days ... I tell you!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Cheering Crazy And Funky Spandex Shorts
"wheelbarrows BARBECUE" ... where you want to wheeling the barbecue ....
ARE IN ROME ...
listen, listen ...
are in Rome, the city that hosted me for twelve years of my life, the city that saw me grow up, develop my concepts, become independent, learn to get along alone in any CIRCUMSTANCES, the city that I got so many dear friends whom I know I can count on, the city that has days like today that I spent ...
was Thursday evening and I was having dinner with my cousin at her boyfriend's house ibiza (which means of Ibiza), for love, sweet youth, he moved to Rome.
Well, this young live in love with a character that I had the pleasure of knowing precisely during dinner on Thursday. An architect
immensely eclectic and full of imagination, for the day today was invented the wheelbarrow BBQ ", which was designed and built for the occasion a true barbecue using a wheelbarrow ...
We arrived around one and a half from him, yet there was none, so we occupied the last things, like the vinaigrette, tomatoes for the bruschetta, short, low manpower, while we waited for the brace was ready. .. around two and a half times the wheelbarrow was hot and ready, they began to bake everything from baked potatoes with sausages ciociare, vegetables from the skewers, tasty kebabs made of little pieces, little men of lamb, skewered and then the landlord personally packaged there and then ... there was wine and lots of people, some mixed people curious but interesting enough, people you meet, that Tanton had to tell me.
beginning there was Nadia, the beautiful woman blackberry, with honest eyes and thick curly hair, and then the bass player who was speaking of chocolate and sensitivity as an artist and architect, founding father of the resplendent and beautiful day Found! Then there's the colorful friends, that I absolutely have never seen, the two Sardinian red wine with Srdegna, myrtle made house and a rich life to tell ... and I was there to listen and tell myself that while that is my life ...
It seemed to all be friends for ever, and seemed to understand each other, and seemed to have been in a common garden with a barbecue together, so spread formation, and many different personalities that come together and find and exchange pieces of life and enrich each other with new feelings, feelings that everyone has experienced and is ready to share.
how much meat they cooked up the wheelbarrow!
How nice to meet so many colors in a single day, my eyes filled with joy and warmth of heart, feel that you can warm up with each other without necessarily having to be wary of humanity that surrounds us.
I like to go home full of good feelings and nice people ... and when I'm here is so beautiful the feeling of being always successful, as when you come home.
smile, now I smile because I am happy ... happy with the luck I can enjoy life ... which is not always just pain and sacrifice!
EVVIVAAAAAA!!
PS as soon as photos of the "wheelbarrows barbecue ... even a hint of color to you soon!
ARE IN ROME ...
listen, listen ...
are in Rome, the city that hosted me for twelve years of my life, the city that saw me grow up, develop my concepts, become independent, learn to get along alone in any CIRCUMSTANCES, the city that I got so many dear friends whom I know I can count on, the city that has days like today that I spent ...
was Thursday evening and I was having dinner with my cousin at her boyfriend's house ibiza (which means of Ibiza), for love, sweet youth, he moved to Rome.
Well, this young live in love with a character that I had the pleasure of knowing precisely during dinner on Thursday. An architect
immensely eclectic and full of imagination, for the day today was invented the wheelbarrow BBQ ", which was designed and built for the occasion a true barbecue using a wheelbarrow ...
We arrived around one and a half from him, yet there was none, so we occupied the last things, like the vinaigrette, tomatoes for the bruschetta, short, low manpower, while we waited for the brace was ready. .. around two and a half times the wheelbarrow was hot and ready, they began to bake everything from baked potatoes with sausages ciociare, vegetables from the skewers, tasty kebabs made of little pieces, little men of lamb, skewered and then the landlord personally packaged there and then ... there was wine and lots of people, some mixed people curious but interesting enough, people you meet, that Tanton had to tell me.
beginning there was Nadia, the beautiful woman blackberry, with honest eyes and thick curly hair, and then the bass player who was speaking of chocolate and sensitivity as an artist and architect, founding father of the resplendent and beautiful day Found! Then there's the colorful friends, that I absolutely have never seen, the two Sardinian red wine with Srdegna, myrtle made house and a rich life to tell ... and I was there to listen and tell myself that while that is my life ...
It seemed to all be friends for ever, and seemed to understand each other, and seemed to have been in a common garden with a barbecue together, so spread formation, and many different personalities that come together and find and exchange pieces of life and enrich each other with new feelings, feelings that everyone has experienced and is ready to share.
how much meat they cooked up the wheelbarrow!
How nice to meet so many colors in a single day, my eyes filled with joy and warmth of heart, feel that you can warm up with each other without necessarily having to be wary of humanity that surrounds us.
I like to go home full of good feelings and nice people ... and when I'm here is so beautiful the feeling of being always successful, as when you come home.
smile, now I smile because I am happy ... happy with the luck I can enjoy life ... which is not always just pain and sacrifice!
EVVIVAAAAAA!!
PS as soon as photos of the "wheelbarrows barbecue ... even a hint of color to you soon!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Ati Radeon 9000 U Family
Dreams are wishes ...
... happiness, in dreams ... you do not have thoughts and dreams and hopes firmly forget this dream reality will become ...
Hooray ... the dreams are back!!
That's great, yesterday I sent a resume, that I do not know where and if it leads somewhere, but that has given me the desire to dream, to dream ... so it feels good that I welcome with joy among the my thoughts.
... just missing the magic wand, and bidibibodibì Bu ... expected to turn the pumpkin into a carriage and mice in the beautiful horses ... What a great gift
falling asleep and waking up with a lot of fantasies in the brain ...
menu .. what I do, who knows how the furniture and if I must try what I could cook, and the kitchen is well arranged and structured and ?????... many answers and ideas were busy in my little head ...
... hooray!!
... happiness, in dreams ... you do not have thoughts and dreams and hopes firmly forget this dream reality will become ...
Hooray ... the dreams are back!!
That's great, yesterday I sent a resume, that I do not know where and if it leads somewhere, but that has given me the desire to dream, to dream ... so it feels good that I welcome with joy among the my thoughts.
... just missing the magic wand, and bidibibodibì Bu ... expected to turn the pumpkin into a carriage and mice in the beautiful horses ... What a great gift
falling asleep and waking up with a lot of fantasies in the brain ...
menu .. what I do, who knows how the furniture and if I must try what I could cook, and the kitchen is well arranged and structured and ?????... many answers and ideas were busy in my little head ...
... hooray!!
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