The incredible journey, part 2, 2014.
We got back yesterday, bought gas and a phone card. Today we watered up, filled with diesel and headed out at noon. We didn't go far. We're at anchor just off the tiny island of Tabarca. It used to be pirate stronghold. Now it's three narrow streets, a tiny harbour, a handful of restaurants and day time tourists. We are all alone. The other 4 boats who anchored here have all gone home. The north side is sheltered but a hundred metres away on the other side of the island the palms are bent over and white horses are crashing ashore.
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