
Sail started with the sail-in, a 30 mile long
boat blender from IJmuiden to Amsterdam. From a podium on the docks the Sail-sing-a-long guided the boats to their spot...
and with mermaids like this... it's a miracle no severe accidents happened.
Some '
HOORRRRAAHH' chants were coming from the belly of a marines vessel... this she-dare-devil risked to take a peek before a green baret would wake up and act : 'FREEZE!... WHO IS THERE?... PASSWORD?'
On one of the ships a mouse was spotted on deck... it must have been a fear full hungry big one...
The
Amerigo Vespucci. A lot of blingbling, not really good for sailing though.
Never seen a nurse before... and I could
swear...
After pulling of the over the top bandage, after donating some blood for the cause, a gushing wound appeared... can't you see it... the little red blob... look good... luckily some of our female companions had some handy solution available...
It was damn hard to shoot this picture of the Amerigo Vespucci guard since the Italian pretty boy could not keep his eyes of all the mini skirts and was moving his head like watching a tennis match.
Shiny!
So tidy.