I’m hoping that writing a blog will make me feel better, maybe getting it off my chest will lift my spirits. I’m feeling down. Being on the hard for four weeks just does that to a person, ask any other cruiser and they’ll agree.
Up and down the ladder twenty times a day, then carefully moving around the boat, hoping the props will hold it in place. It’s hot, it’s humid, there are lots of mosquitoes, dust everywhere, sanding and grinding, fibreglass, paint,…
One more week and hopefully we can splash, I can’t wait. Any longer and I’m seriously considering selling her and flying out of here! I’m done with the fried food and everything that’s on the menu in the ‘Harddock café’. Done with the pool. Done with the whole private island thing. Done with the monkeys stealing things from under the boat. Done with the never ending public holidays during Ramadan time, where everything stops. Done with the inflexible attitude of the Malaysians, miles apart from the Thai ‘can-do’ approach.
So, there you go, rant over. I feel better already. ☺️