On the sixth day God invented canoeing. Although we didnt see Moby Dick and the Sea Monster, not all the boats came to the finish line dry! The slovenians were especially captivated by the pleasures of Estonian chilly waters , which almost reuslted in sinking the unsinkable canoe. On our left port we were attacked by the flying sblood sucking kamikazes and barely survived our trip to the „nearby“ harbour.
Back in the harbour everyine was dead tired, exhausted and hungry.
In the evening we sailed to the shores of Malta to explore their national cusine and culture. Along the way we got to know a new song in five different languages. After the meal we all had trouble with bringing the ship back to the harbour.
The night fell onto the harbour and the sea calmed down, the moon rose onto the horizon and every single pirate and sailor went on a different dream cruise, right behind his eyes.
07.07.2010
After a long night in Malta we found ourselves stranded in the rainforest.Still tired from the wind, burning sun and waves we started our day with a song from the Slovenian tribe.
Una kueko, una kueko, una kua...
We painted our outer shell to reflect our inner self. The masks are no more needed, cause in front of the mask you can see who’s hiding beneath it.
Laura, Bojan and Silver
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