Saturday 28 March 2015

53. The Italian Job


I flew to Amsterdam (on a KLM plane the same colour as Sonic Boom), sad to be leaving the Caribbean. I’m now in San Remo working on a 150ft mega yacht, which is having a refit.

San Remo, Italy


San Remo is beautiful, everyday I walk past the sailboats in Port Sole, but it’s flippin freezing here. Socks and shoes, jumpers and coats – feels weird, but enjoying the coffee and pizza (the ice cream not so much).

Portosole

I’m mainly helping the chief engineer Andy; first job was with an Italian plumber, I call Super Mario, cleaning and drying the massive fuel tanks. Mario goes into the tanks first to clean them, usually in the morning; once he came back after lunch and got stuck.

At the yard

I'm looking forward to going back to Curacao at the start of May. It'll be nice to do some work on my own boat; put to use some of the things I've learnt here. First I'll sail to Aruba and then go north to Jamaica, probably via the Dominican Republic.