One more sleepless night. We are still rolling on the high waves. In the
dining room they use wet table clothes to avoid permanent movement of
the plates and other stuff. But it does not help much. Sometimes I am
finding cornflakes in the orange juice or cheese sprayed by jam. The
Russian crew is doing its best. I like them – they are hearty, open
people always ready for the joke. All of us are tired due to this stormy
weather. It is difficult to smile after third sleepless night. But we
try anyway?
