A moment of media madness during our shore leave in stupidly stunning Napier, east coast, Aotearoa. Passportless, we hand over our crew id – a photocopy job – and step off the port onto a black stone beach, waves beating it slowly into sand. Tonight we hit the sailor’s club for the promise of tea and bikkis and international calls, then on to Auckland.
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Ukrainian Seaman
18 March, 2012
Oh Lao-rah, you saucy sea biscuit!!