When I was 12, we did our first open ocean sailing trip as a family, from NZ to Fiji… The second half of the trip was rough, I was seasick a lot, when we got into Fiji we “bumped” into a coral head with the keel… There was a lot for us to learn as...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.
