It’s Monday morning and I am all at sea. This is quite literally true. We are sailing across the Bay of Biscay heading for the Med. The water is a bit bumpy and it has been pretty stormy overnight. In that respect it is like any other Monday morning. The every day trials of HR, budgets, and spreadsheets seem like they are more than the the 300 miles we have travelled from Southampton. I am revelling in the fact that I can enjoy sitting quietly reading and writing without time pressing in on my me. If anyone needs me to do something then I am afraid I am unavailable.
We still have 1200 mikes at sea before we hit dry land at Cartagena. That should be plenty of time to do some reading. I will be be back soon enough.