Arrived
at Madeira. Up at 6am in my pension accommodation and
had a breakfast of cheese and bread and a chat with a Venezualan guest. I lugged my bags to the ferry which seemed to
be miles around the far side of the harbour; found it in the end. It was a quiet sail across to Porto Santo and
Kytie met me off the boat and from there we walked around to the marina where
the boat was moored – via the bar and a beer where we were joined by Tracey and
Mark Thorpe.
On the
boat I got the passage berth which is ideal.
Thorpey has bagged the front cabin and the other two the rear one. But I am not sharing and can go to bed when I
want to. We went off to the town centre for a
couple of beers and cooked a dinner of pasta and tomatoes with salad.
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