"What day is it?"

We started this sea leg on… on Monday. It was Monday and Monday was yesterday, but it doesn't feel like it was yesterday at all.

Many of us have slept right away when given the chance, maybe three times a day, which has led to everything just flowing together and us almost completely losing track of time.

It really requires me to make an effort to remember what I did just today - because couldn't it just as well have been yesterday? After a while I got a grip of our night/morning shift

(04-08), it was calm. We didn't do much but just sat on the deck and cuddled, while others sat and threw up in the gutter. We went against the wind through the English Channel, therefore we had no sails set and therefore there was no work with them, instead we drove by motor. It was very wavy and shaky and you also often feel more seasick when going engine.

When the watch was finished, some people sat down and ate breakfast, but I went straight down to my bunk and slept on. Partly because I was very tired and partly because we had already had delicious scones at nightwatch-fika and I knew we would have a good spaghetti bolognese for lunch when I would be woken up again.

After lunch it was time for our first lesson since we left Öckerö, history. Last week we went on a full-day excursion to the beaches of Normandy, as well as the American and a German cemetery. We were told at home that we were going to do this and that we were going to have a seminar about it when we got back, so I answered the questions our teacher had given us to prepare. I think it's a giving assignment and a good example of how we Gunilla students actually get to see what we work with in real life.

At 3:15 p.m. there was fika again, and then at 4:00 p.m. it was time for duty again, and since it (no joke) takes half an hour to put on all the layers of clothes before duty, it was a fairly quick fika break.

On duty, we started by helping one of our favorite officers, Anto, with scraping rust and grinding blocks, but it didn't take long before it started to rain and we stopped. Then we had nothing to do again, since we were still motoring, until the last half hour. Then we were to braze all the oars (with salvaged sails) on both the fore and mainmast fully, this to make a turn. It was apparently not possible to just turn a little to the left, but instead we turned to the right for almost a full turn instead. No idea how it works, but that's what I was told.

After brasing everything, very, very many tambars were hanging loose and it was so windy that they flew around while water poured over those lying on the ground. You have to leave the deck nice and well for the changing of the guard, but because it was so chaotic and stressful at the end, we unfortunately didn't make it. Sorry about that Starboard♡

It is now after that shift and there will be even more sleeping until the next shift starts again. Snark.💤💤💤💤💤💤