24 hrs!

Well, the ETA is actually 27 hrs. at mid-morning. But there's a definite feeling of "land-fever" on board. Fantasies flourish: a whole night's sleep, more or less horizontal floors, chocolate-mint ice cream, cold beers...

Meanwhile civilization encroaches. A bright orange oil tanker passes close by, portside. He acknowledges our unfurled flag by giving us a blow on his horn.

See you soon in Bridgetown!