The wind and the old video

Hello hello hello!

Today is a beautiful day. Yesterday it was a bit windy, and on the main deck of the Nihil there was almost nothing you could do: if you sat down to eat, you'd see first the handkerchiefs fly away, then the food, then the cutlery, and finally the plate. Perhaps saying it was "a bit windy" is kind of an understatement.

Ionia felt sick, one of the very rare times she's gotten seasick. Martine made her a ginger mocha, and, guess what, it worked! Ginger is truly an incredible herb. Or is it a spice? A plant. Ginger is, in general, an incredible plant.

Anyway, the light today is beautiful. I wanted to start writing this update this morning, but I slept in, and then I wandered around the ship, sat outside, and enjoyed the sun.

Sangreal, who is always dressed from head to toe, sometimes down to his fingertips, was wearing a sweater this time.

He's usually impervious to harsh weather, whether cold, windy, or mountain mist (we've never actually seen him exposed to mountain mist, but whatever), so I imagine it's a style choice. He's very stylish, though never fashionable: he dresses like someone from two thousand years ago, maybe even three thousand.

Anyway, I found an interesting video on the old web. You know we're studying regalechi, right? And here's a video of the usual beaching... with a twist: this time the two big fish are saved! Luckily, these two sisters were there to witness it, and despite the size and weight of the animals, as well as the fact that they didn't even know what kind of fish they were, they willingly pushed them back into the water, even involving the other people on the beach.

Here's the video, look at these beautiful beasts:

Whenever the weather is bad, my sisters want to go fishing. I understand that it's not the right time for swimming, and that with the overcast sky it's the perfect time for fishing, but today it's really too windy. As I write this, there's a crazy noise, you can't even imagine the sound, it feels like the entire ship is in a vortex, banging against everything... how do you fish like that? Your lines will surely get tangled, maybe the wind will blow things away.

And as if on cue, I just saw a red and yellow float dart out of the porthole.

Well done, little sisters, well done.

Alright, I'm going to tell them "I told you so!" and that's it, and I'll end this brief update.

Bye bye, little friends!