Finally it looks like that damn satellite device is on its way. Not a day too late. I am really sorry but I have still not learnt how to wait for certain things in life. Might be I will learn with time while cruising, might be I will always nearly freak out when I have to wait for things that I do not want to wait upon - time will tell. No in fact, I am pretty sure that I will never learn to accept the fact that companies with slow customer service will keep me waiting when we have a world out there to discover.  

Last couple of days I have been so restless and anxious to move that I haven't been able to stop thinking of anything else than the departure from Martinique. Can we just fucking leave yet? And oh, party would be the other thing that have occupied my mind. My brain has constantly sent out short but strong vibrations and screaming sounds such like: party!! alcohol!! lets go crazy!! dance all night!! and other things one could occupy oneself with under the influence of alcohol etc. Not perfectly sure of if it's all this waiting that makes my brain go completely bananas or if it's simply that I'm definitely in need of a real, bombastic hell of a party? I know my people around the world wont believe me, but it was five months since I last put my highest heels on and went out for an all-nighter. Did you hear what I just said? 5 months? What's that, a fucking eternity? Alex is the more stable one and a bit more balanced of us two but luckily he is also the most understanding man at the same time and have promised me a wild night in Antigua as soon as we get there. So, all I have to say for today is: Can we leave already? And a double cuba libre on that one p l e a s e. /T