We had slept much better last night as the gale had died down a lot and the ship was not pitching and rolling as much, so it was quieter. When we woke up this morning and looked out at miles of Atlantic Ocean the sun was shining and there weren’t quite as many “white horses”…
We woke up this morning, or rather I should say woke up again, after having done so several times in the night on a very rough Atlantic ocean. Last night, in the darkness of our cabin, we heard the continuous racket of creaking, groaning, rattling and banging as the Balmoral pitched and rolled in a…
