Adventure beginns in Spain

To continue my year full of new adventures and exploring unknown territories in my life, i decided to spend October on a boat.
My boyfriend is a skipper and sailing enthusiast and got the option to go on a 4 week transfer trip with a group of his sailing colleagues and friends. Basically a rich person bought a yacht and wants it in a place different from the location he bought it (in our case the yacht was bought in Saint Tropez, Franca and is needed in Kiel, Germany), so they hire people to sail the yacht there.
Me, having been sailing for a couple hours at a time, maybe 3-4 times in my life, decide to challenge myself and go on this trip. Will i get sea sick? Probably. Will i enjoy it? Hopefully.
All i know is, this year i have the time, i love the ocean and being outside and.. whats the worst that can happen? All i made sure is to take enough warm and wind/water proof clothes to be ready for all kinds of weather.

Nepomuk our skipper for this trip and Flo, start the first leg without us, which means me and Kiarash, Nepomuk's girlfriend Larissa and Flo's girlfriend Toni, start our adventure on the 04.10. with a flight to Valencia. The flight was smooth but the way from the airport to the marina is our first challenge: we order an uber- waiting time 22min. This time sadly doesnt decrease, even after half an hour, when we finally can see the car moving, the driver cancels our trip - thank you for that. We spent another 20min waving down a taxi, seems like we chose spanish rush hour for our arrival time, until someone finally takes us to the Marina where the boat is (at least it ended up being only half the price the original uber would have charged).
Once at the boat, a 50ft racing yacht, with 3 double bed cabins, the two boys await us with ready cooked chilli and rice on deck and we have a calm first evening.

The next morning we make a shopping list for 7 days of sailing, and end up going shopping with five of us. Im sure we were quite the sight, when inside of the Lidl we used 7 shopping carts and bought no less than 120liters of water (to drink, cook etc.). At least the big taxi we ordered to get everything back to the boat did show up and after some confusion about the location also found us.

Once back we noticed the boat has incredibly little storage space for its size, and storing everything ended up being a bit of a tetris game (and a game of hide and seek whenever anything was needed throughout the upcoming week).

Finally everything was ready for take off. Around midday we undock and set of towards Cadiz, where our first stop iss supposed to take place. With a lot of wind from the back and quite large waves from the side, the unavoidable happened immediately : everyone, except Nepomuk got seasick.

Vomex worked its magic, the first night shifts couldn't proceed as planned and instead luckily Nepomuk managed most of it, while all of the rest of us was trying to sleep and get better. What didnt help was that we had little leaks, and not one but all 3 beds ended up being wet.
Quite the first night. The next morning was slightly better, but still there was a slight level of feeling sick and i personally avoided being under deck as much as i possibly could. The day went past and in the end we got rewarded with the cheesiest moment when we were all (half enjoying) dinner on deck, with sunset behind us, when suddenly a school of dolphins appear and give us a show. Wow. Already reminded me why i decided to do this thing.
Since Nepomuk could not handle another night of sailing the boat alone we split up night shifts, and Kiarash and me ended up with a very late one, so we decided to go to bed immediately (sleeping seems to be the only thing to help with seasickness anyway).

The next morning everything was different. My stomach was fine, not even a bit of seasickness left. Also the wind had died down, so the boat was very calm. What followed was a day of what most people might imagine when going sailing on a yacht in the Mediterranean - bikins and sun and even a stop to go swimming. We stopped the boat to do it, and while initially confused as to why, i understood immediately when i tried to stay close to a floating boat. Even with no motor and no sails up, the current and the waves pushed the boat forward, impossible to keep up with it without swimming full power, so we held onto a line. But so cool, swimming in the middle of the Mediterranean, water hundreds of meters deep, no land in sight.
Also more and more dolphins kept appearing the whole day - sadly not while we were swimming but the other times. Apparently dolphins really like to play with the stern waves or at the bow of boats, cause they like the action and therefore get really close. And since we usually were the only boat in sight they were around us all day.
Swimming with people is too boring for them though, and they disappear immediately - fair enough.Læs mere