Sunday. In the morning I saw only blue ocean around. The weather is
sunny with some clouds and moderate wind. Our ship is swinging on the
waves up and down and I try to adjust myself to the new situation. Waves
are quite high: 2-3 meters. In the morning they serve self-service,
French breakfast: coffee, bread, butter & jam and some fruits. Every day
the same stuff. No eggs, cheese or meats, sorry. Instead they serve
your choice of cheese (but only the kids portions) during lunch and
dinner.
It is only 15 of us – the passengers on board of “Marion Dufresne”. And
it seems that I am the only non-Frenchman on the ship. Wow! Maybe it is
the honor, but for this reason my life here is not easy. In the morning
captain invited us to the bridge for the introduction. In French of
course. In the afternoon we had the lecture about emergency
procedures and a trial evacuation alarm. But this is normal. I saw the
lonely container ship passing by. It was on the shortest route from Cape
Town to Singapore. Further south it will be hard to see any vessels.
