Bermuda to Azores, Day 3: Seaweed, Trash, and Man-of-War

If yesterday I woke up living in a tractor, this morning, I woke up living in a washing machine. I normally write those updates between 4:00 AM and 8:00 AM on my night watch, but today, I was busy hanging on for my life in very confused seas and there was no way I could look at a screen. So I am late writing this, but my stomach is grateful for it!

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