The never ending search for nowhere

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On Thursday  came Roland, Eric and Frenk. On Friday arrived Kees. In the following days the JR will turn over in a mass. My crew is controlling every piece and corner of JR while i was carrying for Jan and driving around to hospital and shops. The good thing is that they know the boat very well.

What must be a nice short visit , turned into a hospital visit for 3 days because of a pneumonia. Finally everything went right, so Jan flied back to Belgium on the  14th while we were starting our crossing.

So much for Kalima, Lava, heavy winds and wonderfull people, Cesar Manrique and a few places where food was great and the staff always welcomming. Goodbye Lanzarote, we’ll be back! After a 5 day stay at the very professional Rubicon Varadero (with special thanks to ) I could welcome the crew I choose for crossing to mainland Spain. And what a crew it turned out to be! Frenk, the undefinable one extraordinaire, who catered us, who was the realiable second hand to everybody in everything mostly while telling the most unreliable stories (who, as he mentioned at the end of each story, were all about 20% true) The guardian of high spirits and a million laughs, Frenk, womaniser, good karma guy or in brief ‘Amsterdammer’; Roland, the one that turned out to be my second in command, who turned the boat completely inside out before leaving and along the way ‘improved’ some things here and there. He can be decribed as the reliable one with a slight touch of neurotic competitiveness on my