I finally set out into the Atlantic, to make the crossing from Florida to the Bahamas. It was either that or pay $ 6000 in tax on the boat. Everything has been leading up to this day. I could have used another month to prepare the boat and myself, but I decided we were both good enough to go. The hardest part was waking up at 5 o'clock in the morning ! The crossing itself was a piece of cake, except for the first part where the Gulf Stream meets the coastal waters. I had forgotten, again, to make an offering to Poseidon, and so he took it from me, right from the gut. First time I've been sea sick on Nereia. It didn't last long though, and soon I was sailing into the heart of the sunrise. Yes !