Sometimes the weather forecast is not good. But the students of the VI Curset have already defied even a pandemic.
So they didn't stop despite the clouds threatening rain and the lack of wind.
After breakfast, it was necessary to sponge out the boats that had been wet by the rain last night, to set up, to set up the caravan for the exit through the canal.
A whole ritual that makes us wish more strongly for the moment to sail, release the sails and pull the ropes.
In Albufera there are no heads, there are ropes! It was not the best day for sailing.
But we are not about to waste a single opportunity.
Look carefully at the photo album and you will see what a wonder of reflections the gray light offers us over the lagoon.
If you can also contemplate this while being gently cradled by a slightly inflated Latin candle, what more can we ask for?
Nothing but Peace.
