The crossing is surprisingly quick. I sit next to Jez and we chat a bit before he goes on deck to be in the fresh air. The Trtl neck support device works impressively well and I manage a few hours’ relatively uninterrupted sleep, with earplugs in and wearing shades to make it feel darker, although my seat is facing away from the window anyway. On waking I drink another coffee and then the announcement comes on the ship’s PA that we are ready to dock.
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