Arwen’s last leg
Arwen is just rounding Lampedusa to start the final leg to Malta. Even having taken shelter over night, we’re still sailing in winds consistently over 30 knots and a sea that has abated but still throws the odd lump of water over the side and through the cockpit trying to take the crew with it.
We’re all pretty tired and the discussion earlier about what meal we would have if anything was possible has left us pretty hungry. I wonder if the yacht club does fois gras or beef Wellington? However, I think an alcoholic breakfast would suffice.