Date: June 27, 2010
Sight: when you’re at the Oceana Ranger’s bow, you can’t help looking at the horizon; it’s like the sea is inviting you to meditate. Being on board ship and feeling the movement of the waves is relaxing.
Hearing: apart from the sound of the water, you hear the crew’s laughter, especially Carlos and his “jejeje”.
Taste: the cold meats that Africa serves us at 11am are just what we need.
Touch: I think the object I have touched the most has been the umbilical cord, the cable that connects the ROV with the Ranger’s screen. A worm that measures over 600 metres long.
Smell: two smells are engraved in my mind. Africa’s delicious peanut butter sauce and sunscreen.