The sails were barley filling in the soft evening breeze. Dakar was slowly, carefully drifting further and further away. City lights still shining on the horizon. Straight ahead, the sun’s last beams lit up the evening sky. Butterflies filled the air around the rig, swirling around, being admired. The three masted barque was gently bobbing up and down on the soft, tiny waves, ready to start a journey. Darkness fell and the students carried on working. The Saturday night, that some might have wished could be spent differently, was spent setting sails. Preparing to carry on their long journey that would eventually take them across the Atlantic. The journey that would be the experience of a lifetime, give them memories of a lifetime and let them discover things they never thought they would.

Astrid Brödje Stiernstedt