Entry for September 24, 2006: god it’s good to be standing on a solid surface again. We were desperate to get out and find some dolphins today, so we ventured out into pretty high seas. We got hit in the face as soon as we rounded the breakwater. I didn’t make use of the biggest toilet in the world, but others on board did. In an effort not to repeat the entertainment of my first day out, I sat in the stern and moaned a bit. I was eventually discovered, and half the women on board formed a queue to ply me with remedies. It was a really sweet idea, but I felt like I’d been cornered by Macbeth's witches. I was wrapped in wet towels, fluffy ´pressure point´ bands encircled both wrists, chunks of ginger floated about in a mug of water in one hand, and a can of Coke bubbled in the other. A patch had been applied to my sweat soaked neck, and I had swallowed a couple of pills of unknown origin. I wish I could have been together enough to have enjoyed the attention.