river port
After Manu and Tom have adopted to drive Mark and I went to Georgia Poli. It has a lot of waves but little wind. The tiny port of Georgi Poli is an estuary, and is quite tricky to control because diverse reefs in the driveway. At sea is not really a pleasure.
We have an appointment with a colleague of Mark and his wife, who make the time to leave the area. When we run into the tiny harbor, they are already on the shore. Space is not really proud of our 9-meter yacht, and we park in the second row, alongside a motorboat. I'm pretty proud of myself because I (and without falling into the water) without hesitation, creating, hinüberzuspringen on the other boat and moor our lead. The elation, however, has not last long because I soon after the wasp nest prick. Literally. The cute little creatures have their home that is built right next to the cleat. I can guess but not like that. But I will only stung once. Also confirmed wiedermal that wasp stings hurt, but in my little swollen. Actually, I do every mosquito bite more trouble.
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