Hello again! I am still in hiding. The sea outside my window is foaming and the wind is roaring in my rigging. At first I was very impatient and was willing to take the risks for just being on my way. But the longer the wind keeps howling, the more I realize that I am on my way, even though not moving. I’m just going to have to adapt to the circumstances. I have plenty of time, no need to take on a steaming sea. The weather will sooner or later turn better. In the meantime I get ideas about improvement of my home, Isabell. I study sea charts and plan alternative routes. Depends on the weather which one I will sail. I read, cook, and clean. Just like you do at home. Have only talked to one person since last Friday. Quarantine days are ticking. Hah, so that once I get to another country they can’t hold it against me that I came from the corona city of Stockholm. I’m ok, and actually on my way. Next sailing day is possible on Wednesday. I’ll have a look at the sea then.