We’re back at sea, which has mostly been choppy, with a surprisingly noticeable swell, although it did seem to be calming down a little later on. It’s been windy out, resulting in the top deck being closed.
I ran my penultimate class this morning, and spent much of the rest of the day doing not very much at all.
In the evening, after dinner, we watched Mike Young, a guest act from Australia, who spends much of his time on an oyster farm, and plays the banjo in the evenings. He was billed as a multi-instrumentalist, playing several instruments in a medicocre fashion, but shone when he played the banjo, which was clealy his first love.