Ghost in the Machine

Pray for seafarers

While the world is driving itself crazy with Covid-19 pandemic, I would like to remind you all about us - sailors - who are stuck in limbo, with nowhere to go. Our home countries are closed to us, with all ports and airports being shut down.

My ship tries to return back to her home port of LA. We have nowhere else to go. We’re somewhere in the Southern Pacific, with 18 (!) more days at sea. Just for you to understand - 18 sea-days mean we don’t have any access to fuel, food, essentials, external medical help. We rely solely on what we have on board, on ourselves and our doctor. It’s like being on the Moon. Only us, no one else. Maybe occasional dolphins jumping out of the ocean to lighten our mood.

The only thing we want is to reach our port safely and to be able to go back to our families, our homes, our loved ones.

Dear all! Whenever you are, follow the recommendations given by your government and / or WHO. We all must do our best to stop the spread of the disease. Even if (in my opinion) it’s still no worse than your usual pneumonia or severe flu, we must take it seriously. Please, stay at home! At home, where you’re surrounded by your beloved stuff, by your family or friends or loved ones or even just pets, where you have TV, fast Internet, books, whatever. Where you still have a chance to go out to buy essentials. Where you still can feel soil under your feet and see trees behind your window. Think of us, of seafarers who is in the middle of nowhere, fighting for their lives. We can’t enter ports, we aren’t allowed to even exit our ships, we have no means to travel to our home countries. We’re stuck. Still, it’s the seafarers who keep your countries afloat, who supply you with food, goods, equipment, who keep the trade going.

Please, pray for us.

…I’m watching the last rays of sunshine.

What shall we do with the drunken whaler

One week ago I was in the southernmost city in the world, surrounded by penguins and howling winds. I was two-day ride from Antarctic. Now I’m enjoying mild springtime in Uruguay, Montevideo.

Life is interesting.

Within the span of two weeks I’ve visited :

Mexico

Costa Rica

Colombia

I sleep 5 hours a day (which is a pure torture for a sloth like me), drink every night and work myself to death. I’m tired, sleep deprived and fed up of other people’s shit. Apart from that, I’m having fun. ;D

PS: this is an explanation of why I haven’t contributed anything to the fandom recently. I’m so sorry and I have a mighty want to draw but I funking can’t. ;(