Day 27: A Night On The Floor

27.01.09: Awoke on the metal floor of the Melinda II. I had made it! I hadn't been seasick (even though the boat was thumping the waves like a cartoon dog hitting a cartoon cat) and I had stayed out of the captain's (and most of the crew's) way. I had befriended the cook, Banray, who's a top bloke and keeps sneaking me food. So far so good. We got into port in Barbados at around 9am. Not wanting to get under the feet of Captain Ainsley Adams and his crew, I made my excuses and tried to leave but my god, the Barbados authorities are bureaucratic. They wanted a word with the captain before they would let me go. No - please - it's okay, I'll stay with the boat, he hates me and it's just started raining and he'll get wet and please don't radio…

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