Morning. 109 Nm from Cartagena. Means a night sail when you want to arrive in daylight. That's a must for us.

Grete preparing all our fenders for docking. She's a perfect first mate. There was a lot to learn and to cope with.

BUT now she's on top of it. How god is that.

No more nervous "breakdowns". 

This is docking 253, plus +500 locks during our way to Black Sea.

Entering the calm harbour. 

Time to check in. Show your papers. Passport, registration of the yacht, flag, insurance ...

Most of the time it's done in no time. Here a lot of administration ... Friendly but inefficient.

This is the first time in more then three years somebody doubted that we could fly the Danish flag as owners although we are registrered in The Netherlands.

Last stop before Gibraltar. And we will still fly Dannebrog, the split tailed yacht flag (probably the oldest flat in the world). Proud to do that.

This was the marina that charged you a dicent price in a very very very long time, like 22 Euros per night including water and a complex with hot water showers, toilets (and there was toilet paper  ... clean and nice, plenty of space. 

This a place where you can recover ... as a sailor. 

Much appreciated.

Tomorrow is rest day before the next night sail to Gibraltar.
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