Day 18 - At Sea

Another sporadic day of class.  We have to re-learn what our professors look like.

The boat is not rocking today.  Nor is it moving.  Antwerp and Southampton are so close, that we had to slow down to fit in a day of class.  We set anchor around 11 pm last night and woke up to find ourselves in some kind of ship parking lot off the coast of the Isles of White.  We got moving again after class.

Day 2 of tutoring my 8-year-old student in cursive.  He ran away repeatedly, scraped my arm, called me “not fun,” and likes to refer to me as “little girl.”