We three

Many of our fellow travellers seemed to disappear during the day spent entirely at sea, as the swell built a little. Ben felt a little wobbly, but braved a third helping of pudding in the evening. I had my feet done in what proved to be the quietest hour of the week. A fantastic crew kept everything in order, even down to towel animal sculpting when we got back to the cabin. We all slept so well, enjoying the rocking, crashes, creaks and bangs all around and knowing we would be far away by the morning.