The Language of Laughing

Ship: Regina Maris
Date: 6th of January 2025
Position: San Blas Islands
Geographical Position: 09°32.967’N 078°57.093’W
Etmal: 15nm
Total: 6563nm

Today started with a brutal murder case. Jana is dead! The murder instrument was her freshly made Nutella toast plate. It was hard for our two question-marks Maxim and Kaspar to find the murder, the investigation is still running. But shall I tell you a secret: It was me. Of course just in our murder game. Don’t worry, Jana is still alive 😉

After this shocking incident we lifted up our Anker and steered to our next goal: Another San blas island but a little bit more occupied as these lonely islands we were at yesterday.

We met these occupants earlier as we expected because immediately after our anchor touched the sea ground again, a few natives showed up with their kayaks and visited our Regina.

The first question we heard was „Where is Martin?“, Martin is the owner of our ship and as it looks like he is famous everywhere because we hear this question at almost every stop.

The indigenous build up some kind of bazar on our main deck and a few students bought selfmade accessoires, embroidered fabric or carved wood ships.

After they visited us, we visited them and drove over to the island. There was a real indigenous village with hay roofs and bamboo fence.

Then we got the chance for a cool experience: Paddling with their kayaks on the sea. But that wasn’t a normal kayak, it had a self made sail on top, so a mini sailing ship. There where two to three people per kayak and one indigenous who helped us with paddling.

After a fun 10 minute-ride we explored the village. There was a toilet which was really difficult to recognize, Balthasar would say „ein Donnerbalken“, of course we tried our luck.

At the island there were lots of little children and we played with them, carried them on our shoulders and tried to communicate. Strate also spotted a barber… I mean actually it was a garden chair on the sand, a raser and a motivated man. But I would say „a man a word“ and so Strate got his second buzz cut.

When the sun started to set, we played some volleyball and basketball. It was a beautiful picture; of course the little kids but also us were a little bit shy and reserved but at the end we all played together, carried the laughing kids around and we understand each other with no words because we couldn’t even speak their language.

They have a completely different life than us, but we all laughed together. The language of laughing. 🙂

Bemerkungen:

Balthasar: Leider lange keine Bemerkungen mehr gemacht, mir geht’s super, freu‘ mich auf Costa Rica! Vermisse euch bisschen, aber es geht. Ich hoffe, es geht euch gut. Guten Start in die Schule HJ. In paar Tagen dürfen wir ja eh das Handy, da ruf‘ ich euch an.

Enno: An Familie: Hey Hooooo! Also erstmal, mir geht’s super und es passt alles! Wir ham‘ vor ’n paar Tagen zum ersten mal am Strand geschlafen und es ist generell sehr viel passiert. Ich wollte aber nur jetzt schon Bescheid geben, dass meine Isomatte gestern Nacht ihre erste Stunde im Fachfliegen für Anfänger hatte. Ihr hat es wahrscheinlich nicht so gut an Bord gefallen, deswegen hat sie die Chance genutzt und ist, wie ich glaube, einfach mit ihren Isomatten Freunden durchgebrannt. Naja, ich dachte, ich hätte ihr gesagt, dass sie nicht von der Reling weg darf, aber da hatte der Wind halt andere Pläne… Wie gesagt, sonst geht’s mir gut und alles passt. Eine neue Isomatte werde ich bestimmt auch spätestens in Costa Rica finden. Ich hoffe, bei euch passt alles und ihr hattet bis jetzt guten Schnee.
Hab euch alle lieb und freu mich, von euch zu hören 🙂